Shopping

Milan. The fashion capital of the world. I never was much of a fashion fan before, i did not know any designer names beyond the level of general inevitable culture, i did not pursue a goal of buying an original D&G or Versace. My first encounter with real fashion outlets was in the summer of 2006, when an incursion in the Calvin Klein world made me ignore the prices and decide that yes, even the simple can be glamorous and the apparently boring turns out to be extraordinary when combined with accessories and motion. It does not have to glitter in order to draw attention, it does not have to be extreme in order to be chic. It is just appropriate, for a certain occasion, for a certain moment, for a certain state of mind.
Shopping has its unwritten laws. You start from one corner of the store that presents the item you are intuitively looking for. You then move critically through the diversity and decide where the demand equals supply. You are supposed to know exactly what you want, and even if you think you don't, subconsciously, you are attracted to a certain range of items that display one or more common characteristics. Most of the times, after having inspected the market, you end up trying on things you would have never previously considered, but given the fact that you have bothered to get that far, you might as well take chances and who knows, maybe you will stumble on something really interesting. If it does not fit, you can easily say that you knew that from the beginning, but given the fact that you want to seem as though you have no standards, no pre-established ideas and you do not take things for granted, by considering it and trying new things you reassured yourself and now you know for sure that it does not fit you and it is not for you. If it does look good though, there still is a way out - you can say that you cannot afford it anyway, that it is too bold or too dull for you, or, the best option, that it is inappropriate and is not what you are looking for at the moment. But it will not be there when THAT moment does come and you WILL be looking for it, will it? Most of the times, we are comfortable in our own ideas and our own vision of the world. We are fine behind the lines and the boundaries that we ourselves set. But the grass is always greener on the other side, so maybe we have to cross that line in order to be free. Maybe we are missing out on so many things that we do not even know about simply because we never tried to break the rules. Sometimes we just have to take chances, and if we know that something fits us perfectly and it seems made just for us, when it brings out the best of you, we have to go for it and take it, even if it does not comply with any of the sane instincts, even if it is against all the laws. When you just know that it is right, you are not suppose to think it through. Because you just know.
I bought my dress. But is it only about clothes?