Hello blogosphere. I'm back with vengeance. My apologies for my absence. You see I was doing this thing called college and though it's been fun with all the staying up late studying for midterms and the not understanding financial accounting like it's rocket science...I decided it's time for a break. Yep, winter break was my idea, folks. You're welcome-- not to mention the smarties that run my university let us have one finally but that's just formality.
But luckily for you, that means Amy has partaken in perhaps one of the most dangerous retail endeavors a person can EVER take on.
SEASONAL HOLIDAY RETAIL. Which, quite frankly, is really code for "the period of time where people who have no business or interest in shopping/materialism/consumerism enter in the mall while they coat themselves with stress and lists and drive their friendly neighborhood retailers insane."
Insane? Why you ask? Because they hate everything that we (and by we I mean all of us with shopping habits that could solve economic crises of the world) love. To them holiday shopping is not about finding a fabulous cable knit cardigan sweater on sale or a black and white peter pan collared button up shirt, those darn little scrooges bring unnecessary panic into my department, into my HOME (just kidding, but I just wanted you to understand the severity of the issue).
Point is, it sucks. more sucks than every other complaint I've ever made in past posts. Because it sucks with gift wrapping which by the way is my new least favorite words of December.
You see, in the summer saying "fitting room" might have made me cringe. But now, "gift wrapping" has me downright whimpering in the fetal position. For the record, I'd like to say I have no problem wrapping your presents for you but it's when you buy 12 sweaters and want me to individually wrap all of them in 10 minutes or less. And then you get mad at me for not making each one perfect. It just makes me nervous with your crazy holiday shopping eyes staring at me, and there's only so many cardboard paper cuts I can get from rushing before I say ENOUGH. You all just need to calm down and enjoy the chemically-engineered aroma of christmas trees and gingerbread cookies around you. Sheesh.
On a side note, I didn't have time to take fancy pictures, but I do however LOVE my hipstamatic app on my phone.
- distressed Amy...
- But look at my cute work outfit! (Suede dress from H&M, Blazer from Nordstrom)
- an artsy photo for good measure.
Anywho, 4 days till Christmas! Can't wait!
No longer desperate for sympathy...but begging,
Amy
