The online shopaholic

I don’t like stores. I really don’t have money to buy stuff in the really expensive stores in the rich part of town where everything is tasteful and organized and the people who work there are actually nice and helpful, but sadly those are probably the only stores where I could stand browsing. Every other store, be it in the mall or off the street, I can’t bother walking in, because I know I’m going to come out frustrated and with a headache. I don’t know if it’s the loud dance music, the way the clothes are packed together like it’s a flea market or the people who shop like they are in one that gets to me; it’s probably a combination of everything. But up until a few years ago, I had no choice but to a few times a year drag myself around a shopping district or a mall and buy some new clothes. But now that’s over.

Because now I shop online. And it feels great. I no longer have to wait in line or put up with other people’s sense of hygiene, or lack thereof. And where else would I find my favorite brands, like Ringspun, for example, at such a low price?