Shop till I drop.

I'm finally done with my shopping last Saturday, in Mid Valley.

I had to admit its a totally different experience this year, the most distinct being me spending close to 5 hours shopping for clothes. FIVE HOURS okeh? Not even the girlfriend, a self-confessed semi-professional shopper, could keep up with me, due to sore feet. I champion dey!

So, you might be wondering now, its just 6 hours, what's the fuss? Let me tell you this. Previous years (and many years before that), I practically needed less than half an hour in a single outlet, or maybe two and I'm miraculously done. It was a chore that I needed to settle quickly and swiftly.

Oh, and this time around, each of my tops/bottom/and other pieces are bought from different outlets, meaning no more stretches of clothes from same brand in the closet, which is good news to her.

By the way, if you think that the traffic congesting is bad outside, its the same thing inside. I had to queue over and over and over again just to try out the item(s). And its not a short/quick one either. Can be really frustrating at times, especially if it doesn't fit!

Had a hard time looking for a pair of bottoms, which in the end caused me to repeat the cycle of taking off and putting on a gazillion times. Found a pretty good looking one, but I could afford a pair of Nike with those. Thanks to her for bringing me into Zara.

I seriously think its the influence of endless hours forced into shopping with her, molding me to be more particular of the stuff I wear. Well, as expected, the girlfriend managed to get something for herself too. Say only accompany me, sendiri also shop what.

Happy shopping to everyone.