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The Art of Window Shopping

Today, I so declare that I am happy. I am happy because for the first time in two years, I finally have a taste of freedom. Hahahaha. I am happy because I went window shopping today… alone… without someone complaining why I have to check things out when I am not intending to buy it… without someone bitching about that it is just a waste of time… without someone asking every 30 seconds – are you not done yet?... in other words without Hubby in tow. Hmmmmp!

I don’t know about other people, but I am already happy with window shopping. It’s therapeutic for me. I find joy in just checking out the items and comparing prices. I find joy in knowing which stores are having sale and discounts and promos. I find joy in just being in the store and immerse myself into the abyss of commercialism.

Window shopping is tricky. It is a devil in disguise. It is always a challenge. And it can be also be emotional. The trick is to psyche yourself up before you go to the store. Convince yourself that you are there to have fun and just to check things out. If you like something, don’t touch it. Just look at it. Don’t get yourself tempted and never ever under any circumstances give in to temptation. You need to develop the virtue of patience. And if in the end you feel that you really like something to buy, take a deep breath and count one to ten… turn your back from that item that caught your eye and desire and walk away victoriously and don’t look back. Go home. Sleep on it. Then if you dreamed about it and woke up still thinking about that item, then decide if you really need it and can’t live without it. Then, and only then you are allowed to buy it. It’s a simple logic. If you don’t think about it, it’s not important and you can live without it.

Oh well, window shopping is a cure for shopaholic. It is good for those people who has a strict budget. It is good for those who are thinking before they buy. It is good for those who have no enough money to spend for things that they don’t need. And window shopping is only a pastime. And most importantly, it is the most inexpensive way to shop.


Elizabeth said…
I love window shopping too! But I have a different system that I follow: If I saw something that I really like (esp. clothes) and I think that I won't be able to see it in any other stores and at any other season or time, then I buy it. But that's for clothes only! On most items, I am a successful back turner! :D

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