Well, Christmas is over.
Just like that. Until next year.
Yesterday we did a couple of Christmas visits in the morning and then came home and plonked around the house. My son and I watched the Director's cut of Blade Runner and I loved every bit of it. He enjoyed it and said it was not bad for a twenty year old movie. I went for a walk in the afternoon only to get drenched in a sudden storm and had to be picked as I stood shivering under a tree while thunder and lightening went on all around me. And, yes, I do know one should not stand under a tree in a thunder storm. But I also know that I could have been struck by lightening had I been walking out in the street.
So my exercise effort was thwarted by rain.
Today I have to confess that I went to the Boxing Day sales at Chadstone (aka HELL). K dropped me off nearby because the chance of finding a parking spot would have been nil.
What can I say, it was unbelievable. Crowded and noisy. I don't know why I went. It must be for the experience or something.
I did have a gift voucher given to me by my son for Christmas and wanted to go to the shop to redeem it. The shop is called Peter Alexander and sells pyjamas and pyjama related accessories. I had bought things from the shop years ago and loved what they had. So I went in there, or should I say I squeezed in there and starting going through the stuff on offer.
I noticed a few things. Firstly, I was the oldest person in the shop. Secondly, baby doll pyjamas are in vogue. Thirdly, the wearing of cutesy undies that say the word "bite me" across the bum are a popular item. As are 1950's style undies with frills all over them. Either I had gotten older and my tastes had changed or, oh wait, there is no "or". I have gotten older and my taste in pi's has changed.
Really, my taste has not changed but the quality of bed wear has. And the target market has changed. I don't want neck to knees in flannel but I would like nice fitting quality bed wear made with fabrics that have interesting designs on them. Not cheap material made by underpaid labour in poor countries and then sold for a huge profit in a shop in Chadstone. The stuff looked and felt cheap but the price did not reflect that.
I did find a few cutesy things to buy and made my way out and back into the crowds. Lots of Kim Kardashian look alikes were teetering along on hooved shoes, three abreast and chattering away.
As I went into a few shops I noticed something that intrigued me. Lots of young couples shopping together. Not just shopping together but both showing a nauseating interest in the act of shopping. Young men deep in dialogue with their girlfriends about make up, underwear and clothing. Seriously deep in dialogue in a deep and meaningful way. I would freak if K really gave a flying fuck about my shopping choices.
When I got home from there I raided the pantry to find food to eat because I hardly ate when shopping because it was so crowded. It was full of bits and pieces from a couple of Christmas hampers that I had been given. I have to say something about the stuff that is packed in hampers. It's shit. Obscure and disgusting crap. I think I had to throw out half of it. Are Christmas hampers the place to dump unsellable food or experimental concoctions?
What's on for tomorrow?
Nothing.
A sleep in.
A schlepping around.
Nice.
Ciao
LC
7 Squeaks:
First of all, on behalf of the USA, I want to apologize for Kim Kardashian. Obviously a leftover from an alien invasion that has been fostered on the world at large. Truly sorry.
I do like the 50's style only because while growing up that is what the movie stars wore. Words on underwear is cute only once.
The young men were faking interest, trust me. All part of the due paying process. It will go away rather quickly. They were hoping to be there for the unveiling later!
Hampers? Sounds like stuff we have received with various nasty tasting cheeses and the like that one would never buy. We do toss it also because we find it eating it undoable.
A final thought, some shops sell to a younger crowd and if you wandered in, being the oldest is to be expected.
Enjoy your long weekend!
Hahha I can't believe you were out shopping today! I'm glad you found pjs that weren't too babydollish. They look ridic on most women, methinks.
Having nothing to do is nice, for sure. Enjoy sleeping in tomorrow!
"Three abreast" was an interesting choice of words!
I'm still in my red and black, flannel, Betty Boop pjs and it's after noon! (Don't tell anybody!)
I found them new in a charity shop.
Kat
P.S. Come see the adorable doggie on my photo-blog here:
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This post made me laugh!
Three abreast...
"freak if K really gave a flying fuck about my shopping choices"...
By the way, Blade Runner is THIRTY years old! How time flies.
I love your descriptions of your shopping adventures. The underwear shops here are very much the same. Kristen and I went to Victoria's secret yesterday, since they had a huge sale, and I was hard pressed to find any underwear that didn't have stupid suggestive sayings written either on the butt, or the front. I wanted to find a pair of matching panties for the bra I chose, and the sales lady held up a pair of just that sort of pair, and I said, "I like to do the talking, not have my undies do it for me". She looked confused.
I wish I would have had a few days off prior to Christmas, but I had to work even on Christmas eve, which made me exhausted and crabby. Christmas didn't feel like Christmas, as I still ran around all day doing this and that. I finally settled in to cook, and then had to pick up the young one and then head over to my older daughter's house to eat. But it was still nice, and we had fun.
RJ: Apology accepted re the Kardashians.
My son said that same thing about the young guys. He said they were working hard to get their rewards. All about earning brownie points. He is already aware of how it all works.
The shop I was in was geared towards all ages only a couple of years ago. It's changed direction and gone after a particular demographic. Still, there are other places to go. Like the internet.
Gia: Baby doll pi's can look very tragic on someone my age. Kind of like Baby Jayne. Bit creepy.
Shopping on boxing day sales is insane. Every year I say I won't do it and every year I cave in and go.
Kat: Haha. The words suit. Oh, I love Betty Boop anything. She is so cutesy. You and my son would get on famously, hanging out in pi's all day.
Will definitely visit your new blog. I need to rejig all sorts of things on mine.
Cameron: Oh, you know. I always forget to add that extra decade in when I think of how far back the 1980's is. It's like the 90's just disappeared down a black hole or something.
Yes, thankfully K is really not interested in having discussions about my shopping. I talk and he smiles politely. My son just says "Have you finished now? You are boring me".
Karen: Victoria's Secret knickers look so useless to me (having looked on the website). I like things to fit smoothly and flatter me, not to make me look like an ageing sex kitten.
It's rotten to have to work to the last minute at Christmas. It's all rush, rush, cook, eat, clean and then collapse. Hope you got a few days off.
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