>> Monday, June 1, 2009
But, I think I've had one of those days...
On my Facebook profile I've written, "I am a very curious person - sometimes it kills the cat" and today I think I killed the cat.
I have this problem where I dig, and dig, and dig until I find what I'm looking for - sometimes it's a good trait to have and other times, not so great. So today I heard and read some stuff that burst my ego bubble and has left me deflated, and very uninspired. It happens to everyone, and I guess today is just my day, and if it didn't happen I would have nothing to remind me of who I am, what I believe in and my place in this big old world. I think in the end, it comes down to drive and spirit - that, and the fact that people that judge, don't really know me. But hey, that's adversity for you and what you get when you put yourself out there.
Anyway, yesterday I thought I would escape from the Arniko shop for a while and headed over to Durbar Marg. I've posted about it before here, but this time it was quite disappointing. I remembered it to be a shopping paradise which would satisfy my shop cravings just for the time being. Unfortunately this did not happen. I took the time to scout the lanes and stairways, hoping to bump into a real Zara or Aldo store, or at least an expensive Chanel/Givenchy/Louis Vuitton store, but to my surprise they didn't have one, even for the 'high class' Nepali's (which I later realised could probably afford to fly to Thailand or the Middle East if they really wanted some Couture labels). I was looking for a new handbag for work since I'm a little bit over the backpack and looking 'trekker-like' since I'm not passing through - I actually live here. One thing about shopping here is that I don't think they like people touching the merchandise. I had a lady follow me through a bag shop plumping and prodding the bags back into shape and their spot on the shelf after I had a look. I felt bad, but it's on my shopping criteria to fondle merchandise and see all of it's functions and what it's offering me before I'm going to buy it! Anyway, I settled on a black bag big enough to fit my macbook, but since bringing it home it smells - like really bad pleather...gross.
I also went to a shoe shop and tried on a million shoes and in the end couldn't decided between a black or white pair to go with my champagne coloured dress and was almost convinced I was going to buy both. But my conscience got me - that and the fact that I have to report all shopping to my husband =(
So the clothes, shoes, handbags and overall shopping in Nepal sucks. I read somewhere that they are stocking 2 or 3 season old American Eagle, Gap and Zara - and I mean the rejects from those seasons. The bad variety is something that my parents probably hope has stumped my addiction for all things shopping and fashion. But it hasn't! I still have it...