BUT can I bear to hoof it past all the big promotional posters?
There’s the one for the mega homely jumpsuits. Hint: if it looks like a snooze worthy, frumpy old potato sack on the lovely, lithe, blond model who’s paid mondo bucks to make ugly clothes attractive, how do you think it will look on, ya know, us mere humans? Also too, rolling up the pant legs to capri length paired with three inch tall stilettos does NOT help this look.
But, but it’s cheap! $19.95. Perhaps the makers should just give up and donate these to the poor, the homeless. Except that’d be cruel. The destitute have enough indignities in this life—they most def don’t deserve to be fashion atrocities too.
Can I bear to fast walk past the Coach store with their heinously overpriced, banal bags? 350 smackers for a carryall? Sure, it’s a cute pastel blue (Which will show the dirt fast. Do I feel like cleaning my purse every day? NO!) and Coach bags have a rep of being made well but 350 clams!? No thanks, I believe I’ll pay my water and heating bills instead.
What about that large poster advertising teeny weeny bathing costumes? Can I stand to zoom past the unhappy looking, pouty, giraffe legged model again? Em....
Yep, you guessed it—mall walking is not gonna happen today. Still, for the sake of my sinuses, mood and weight struggles I GOTTA have some exercise!
What to do? What to do?
Hot damn, I just had a great thought! There are snow showers in the forecast but they won’t begin until later this afternoon. Plus, the temps will reach the low 40s by noon. I’m gonna get my trike up out of the basement and I’m goin’ for a ride! Oh yes I am! The snow mountains have receded enough that I’ll be safe as long as I stick around the neighborhood.
Yes, YES, YES! I’m trikin’ today!