Shopping Day Extravaganza

We have finally reached the end of the vacation day posts. That is, one post written about a specific day while I was on vacation. I still have a few more drafts about my vacation though 😉 

I have this one friend who I have known since grade 9 or 10. We had a falling out grade 11 or 12, spent about 4 years not talking and then she reached out to me. She was waiting for a bus and saw me on a different bus passing her on the street. She found me on Facebook and then the rest is history as they say.

Whenever we get together, I know it’s going to be a great day full of giggles. For my vacation she booked an entire day off work and we spent pretty much the entire time together. I did have breakfast at another friends house (she is not a morning person), but the rest of the day was for A.

It started off with a trip to her mechanics  – she needed an oil change. That’s when the gossip and the giggles started. There is just something about her that brings out the overly giggly side of me. Like I’m happy most of the time, but with her, I end the day exhausted from laughing – I think we all need a friend like that in our lives.

We caught up on all our different stuff: she heard about Mr Infatuation and the Russian, she told me about her work, the one boy and then the other. We go months at a time without seeing each other, and then we just fall right back into place. It’s amazing.

Whenever we get together, we always have a shopping day. She is the perfect person to go shopping with. She is honest about clothes, is a pusher of things you don’t think you need, and is a constant “no” when you look at things you really really want but have absolutely no need for. For example: sandals on sale which you want but can probably wait until next season but they will be full price then? She will convince you to buy them (at 50% off it’s a great deal!) BUT looking at the $100 stuffed hippo that stands about 3 feet tall and 4 feet long wanting it with all of your heart so much you could die?! She don’t even look at you when she says “no”, you say “but…” she cuts you off without increasing her volume or emotion with another “no” and just walks away forcing you to follow her out of the store.

This friend of mine, A, she isn’t really girly. She is a “black pants, plain tshirt, and a zip up hoodie” type of girl: ALL YEAR LONG. Even in the summer. She just doesn’t get into all that. This time she said she had a new store for me to see – a “Non-A store” a “Giggling Fattie store”. This was intriguing! We never have the same tastes in clothes so what store could she possibly love that I would love too?!


It was Torrid!! As soon as I saw the sign I instantly knew that it was the store she was telling me about. It had just opened in the mall we were in, well sometime in the last 8 months that is. And I had never been to a Torrid before! I didn’t realize that the whole store is for plus-sized clothes?! OMG I instantly fell in love! Like I walked in and wanted EVERYTHING! Then I saw the price tags and I was heart broken. Shopping for plus-sized clothes in Korea has kind of ruined me. The store I go to all the time sells them at such a good price! I don’t think I could ever justify buying a $40 flowy tank-blouse thing at Torrid when I could get it there for $20 (what is it with the west and charging SO MUCH MORE for plus sized clothing items?!). But when I move back, I might crack and buy lots of beautiful things there!

The real challenge for the day was to get work out clothes for me. I wanted to just hit up Wal-Mart (cos that’s the type of girl I am!) and call it a day. But we tried soo many other places! By the time we were done, we were both exhausted. Our last clothing store for the day was Wal-Mart. I had a list of items on my phone I needed to get (like my favorite mascara that I can only find at Wal-Mart) and, of course, we found them all there. And the work out clothes. I did get tanks at Old Navy since if you bought 2 or more they were only $10 (I wanted 3) so I scooped them up.

Our very last stop before dinner was the LCBO – which is the alcohol store for anyone who isn’t Canadian…or from Ontario? Does the “O” stand for Ontario? I have no idea…I’m not a drinker. BUT when I was a drinker (in my 19-24 age range) one thing that I did enjoy was Tequila Rose. A friend bought me a bottle of chocolate strawberry cream tequila and I loved it. I was searching for the same for my co-worker L, but they only had straight strawberry cream. That was good enough for me!

We then went to have dinner with a friend of A’s. I had met her once before and she was pretty great! I was glad that we got to see each other again. We went to this amazing little BBQ place right around the corner from my dentist’s office. Now I had spent the ENTIRE day going on and on about the Russian. Then half way through dinner, a waitress started to push almost half the tables together (it was a really small place) so we asked if there was a big party coming. She said it’s a group of about 15 that comes once a month..and my heart began to race OMG WHAT IF ITS THE DENTIST OFFICE!? It’s the type of place that would do staff dinners on the regular. OMG OMG OMG! A picked up on that idea as well – and I knew that if it was, I would never be able to go back to the office ever again. She would embarrass me so much (she admitted as much as well). Thankfully it wasn’t them! Phew!

The night ended kind of early – I had an hour and a half drive home and a very early wake up call to leave for my flight the next day. And of course, I hadn’t even started packing yet!

It was such a great day with one of my closest friends. I was so glad that I was able to squeeze it in. If I hadn’t seen her I would have been so depressed! She literally makes my life happy.



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