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A lone wolf

Recently,  I realized something about myself that I had never acknowledged before. It’s not serious, but it’s given me insight as to why I do (or don’t do) certain things.

Which way to the bargain corner? photo credit the-wolfs.web.com

 

You see, coming from a rural upbringing, I’m used to being resourceful. Frugal you might say.  Don’t get me wrong – I’m no martyr.  I like to buy things that inspire me but, of late, not much has.  I have simple tastes and have been happiest with a box of garage sale books and $.99 music downloads from Amazon.com.

I’m not a name brand shopper.  I don’t care about the latest & greatest.  If it fits and flatters my body, I buy it.  (And I am hard to fit.)

In the past, I’ve been invited to spend the day shopping with other women at an outlet mall.   Instant panic and beads of sweat ensued.  Now I know that there are many who would enjoy this. Me?  A stick pin to the eye would be less painful.

I think it’s mostly due to my background: being the youngest of 5, shopping was a twice a year excursion that translated to a painfully long day.  By the time it was my turn to finger the goods, I didn’t care what I got.  Plaid pants and a purple bubble top?  Sure! Orange jumpsuit?  Super Duper!!  Stand around all day, starving and hoping for a diversion?  Rather have a migraine, thanks.

To this day, I avoid shopping in herds.  Why?  I’m a lone wolf shopper.

If something has worn out and needs replacing, I can get it during my lunch hour.  In, out, done.  No purse holding necessary.

Christmas shopping?  Not a problem: make a list, check it twice, research online and *poof* done.   And … buying for others? Just plain fun!

Grocery store?  No worries, mate.  Just print off my grocery list, check the items needed. In, out, done.

So…  I’ve been invited to a Miche purse party and I won’t be in town on the party date.  No problem; the hostess sent me her web link to peruse.   I feel a bit obligated to buy something because she’s a hard working gal whom I know could use the money.  Except for the fact that I do not need another purse.

I have a small collection of $5 and $7 handbags from the bargain bin at big chain stores.  I change purses with the season or … when I feel like it.  I’m a Gemini; it could be a Tuesday and I’ll declare – let’s go pink today!  Otherwise, I stick to my basic black (winter) or a linen looking in summer. That’s it.

I have never carried a $200 designer bag and I never will. Why? Because if I don’t have $200 to put in the bag, I don’t need a $200 purse.

Back to the Miche purse party.  The premise is that you buy a basic “shell” and dress it up with interchangeable covers, straps, and charms.  A moderately sized Miche purse with 2 covers and some snazzy straps prices around $120.  They are fashionable and trendy. Super cute.  I understand the concept but, for some reason, I resisted ordering.

And this weekend, it came to me why:  

Farm girls don’t have purses with wardrobes.

Does this look like a girl whose purse sports a change of clothes?

In my heart of hearts, that’s who I am.  I still am that braid-wearing, pony-riding, calf-wrangling girl who cleans up with Jirmack shampoo and some Bonne Bell lipgloss.  I still am the girl who attended Bridal showers in the United Church basement, where brides got what they got and there was no such thing as “registering” (ugh).  I am still the girl who can fix a fence, deliver a foal, drive a tractor and prepare an entire meal without ever opening a box.

I don’t enjoy shopping in herds and I don’t like spending money on “stuff” I don’t need.

I’m a farm girl and a Lone Wolf shopper.  In, out, done.

 * * *

Too many people spend money they haven’t earned, to buy things they don’t want, to impress people they don’t like. – Will Rogers

 

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