Shopping and The Flesh
Without Prejudice
Apart from being a writer, Mother, Grandmother, Great Grandmother chief cook and bottle washer, slaving away at a lonely typewriter I also sell dresses and "stuff" on Ebay. I love it, it brings me pin money and satisfies my urge to shop.
I have heard that woman's urge to shop is born in us as is man's hatred of the same. I have a daughter who can shop for 8 hours in heels whilst 8 months pregnant. That takes commitment. And don't worry I was with her and was exhausted before she was.
Apparently men's stress levels when shopping with women is akin to full mortal combat in a war zone. My oldest likes to take her man shopping when he has had the audacity to go out drinking till the wee hours and leaving her home with her babies. She then gets him up early, hungover and bleary eyed and takes him clothes shopping. For her.
He told me that it is agony standing trying to rock a trolley full of "Littlies" and praying for his wife to come out of the 100th shop she has ventured into that day. He said, he does a litany, a whispered prayer,
"Just pick one, just pick one" in time to the rocking of the trolley.
He vows then to never ever go out drinking again. Well until the next time, anyway.
He says, cheeky sod that he is, that we go (Women) to a shopping centre with no plan in mind. We start at the left and go into every shop that catches our eye, try on and discuss, then after hours of trying on and coffee breaks we go back to the first shop and buy the first thing we see.
I dispute this, we make time to have lunch as well and lots of breaks to go to the loo as we have drunk so much coffee. Also we might decide other shops instead of just clothes, Priceline is great, any stationers, any chemist, card shop for buying cards for Birthdays coming up and any other shop that we might not have thought of. We have to stop and exclaim at shoe shops, that is a given.
We like to get into Myers and smell the perfumes. perhaps have a make over, inspect the Mac counter, the list is endless and only a very patient man or one totally in lust with us can last the distance. I had a fiance that had a nervous breakdown in the shoe section at Myers, he was hungover too and almost crying when he lost it. I sent him home on foot and kept on shopping. I like to think I am not as unkind as other women.
He said he looked at all the sheepish men seated outside the fashion section, patiently waiting, Indian men, mainly, or men that were half asleep and looked sad. He said he had to flee, the smell of their desperation was affecting him. Every shopper in the shoe department heard his strangled plea to be allowed out and I let him go with good humour. I knew I would punish him later.
A woman knows instinctively how long to punish a man for. If he is out with mates getting drunk, that's good enough for a week's worth of blackmail, sighing bravely and omitting to make a nice dinner. Other worse behaviours come down to punishment of with holding sex, being tired, having a headache and being too ill to go to his Mothers Birthday bash.
So I like to shop like all women and I shop for new or Vintage clothing items and put them on Ebay for my fun and amusement. My second oldest daughter likes to put "The Flesh" in them. She does not like dresses on a mannequin so she models them for me, Usually. I only use the mannequin if she is busy and with 7 kids that is often. But she is right in the flesh the dresses "pop".
Last week my grandsons girlfriend was here, she has a baby 3 month old, my great grandson and has her post baby body back but even better now as she has a bust. I could not get a bid on a couple of stylish dresses so I asked her to model some for me.
She looked amazing, a tiny size 8 and she is tall and busty. Bingo. I clicked away with photo after photo, and dress after dress and she looked stunning in all of them. I put them on Ebay and the one the buyers had not even clicked to watch in a week suddenly was bid on. The secret of "The Flesh". Works every time.!
Love Janette
Apart from being a writer, Mother, Grandmother, Great Grandmother chief cook and bottle washer, slaving away at a lonely typewriter I also sell dresses and "stuff" on Ebay. I love it, it brings me pin money and satisfies my urge to shop.
I have heard that woman's urge to shop is born in us as is man's hatred of the same. I have a daughter who can shop for 8 hours in heels whilst 8 months pregnant. That takes commitment. And don't worry I was with her and was exhausted before she was.
Apparently men's stress levels when shopping with women is akin to full mortal combat in a war zone. My oldest likes to take her man shopping when he has had the audacity to go out drinking till the wee hours and leaving her home with her babies. She then gets him up early, hungover and bleary eyed and takes him clothes shopping. For her.
He told me that it is agony standing trying to rock a trolley full of "Littlies" and praying for his wife to come out of the 100th shop she has ventured into that day. He said, he does a litany, a whispered prayer,
"Just pick one, just pick one" in time to the rocking of the trolley.
He vows then to never ever go out drinking again. Well until the next time, anyway.
He says, cheeky sod that he is, that we go (Women) to a shopping centre with no plan in mind. We start at the left and go into every shop that catches our eye, try on and discuss, then after hours of trying on and coffee breaks we go back to the first shop and buy the first thing we see.
I dispute this, we make time to have lunch as well and lots of breaks to go to the loo as we have drunk so much coffee. Also we might decide other shops instead of just clothes, Priceline is great, any stationers, any chemist, card shop for buying cards for Birthdays coming up and any other shop that we might not have thought of. We have to stop and exclaim at shoe shops, that is a given.
We like to get into Myers and smell the perfumes. perhaps have a make over, inspect the Mac counter, the list is endless and only a very patient man or one totally in lust with us can last the distance. I had a fiance that had a nervous breakdown in the shoe section at Myers, he was hungover too and almost crying when he lost it. I sent him home on foot and kept on shopping. I like to think I am not as unkind as other women.
He said he looked at all the sheepish men seated outside the fashion section, patiently waiting, Indian men, mainly, or men that were half asleep and looked sad. He said he had to flee, the smell of their desperation was affecting him. Every shopper in the shoe department heard his strangled plea to be allowed out and I let him go with good humour. I knew I would punish him later.
A woman knows instinctively how long to punish a man for. If he is out with mates getting drunk, that's good enough for a week's worth of blackmail, sighing bravely and omitting to make a nice dinner. Other worse behaviours come down to punishment of with holding sex, being tired, having a headache and being too ill to go to his Mothers Birthday bash.
So I like to shop like all women and I shop for new or Vintage clothing items and put them on Ebay for my fun and amusement. My second oldest daughter likes to put "The Flesh" in them. She does not like dresses on a mannequin so she models them for me, Usually. I only use the mannequin if she is busy and with 7 kids that is often. But she is right in the flesh the dresses "pop".
Last week my grandsons girlfriend was here, she has a baby 3 month old, my great grandson and has her post baby body back but even better now as she has a bust. I could not get a bid on a couple of stylish dresses so I asked her to model some for me.
She looked amazing, a tiny size 8 and she is tall and busty. Bingo. I clicked away with photo after photo, and dress after dress and she looked stunning in all of them. I put them on Ebay and the one the buyers had not even clicked to watch in a week suddenly was bid on. The secret of "The Flesh". Works every time.!
Love Janette
