My First* Winter Clothes

*first meaning real. I’ve never really been through a constantly cold winter before.

So last weekend I went Shopping.**

A few moms, a  local girl and I met up at a nearby bus stop and rode for a good hour to the Northern market. I wasn’t sure what to expect; I wasn’t even sure if the market we were heading to was the one I’d heard about† which at least is underground and therefore warmer.

But we were outside. Thankfully, I had anticipated the cold and wore three layers of leggings. It was immediately visually overwhelming.††

** It deserves a capital letter. You’ll soon see why.

† It wasn’t.

†† The market, not my leggings. Though the second layer of clothes did have rhinestones that shone through the top layer. I didn’t know this until I got home.

Shopping

These held up from the first day, which required about 1 1/2 hours more walking than I had expected when we went out. No blisters, no cuts* – they were worth the equivalent of $23. And look how snazzy! Mora also gave me her approval when I brought them home, and as this six-year-old is much more fashionable than I am, I was quite happy to hear that.

One of “A”‘s favorite jewelry shops here may become my new favorite. Everything they have is gorgeous!** Almost everything is red agate (which is hinted at in their name). I don’t really have a shopping agenda for jewelry while I’m here, but for a week now I’ve been considering buying some red earrings to match my very red wardrobe. As we walked with our friends from America through a tourist area, we saw one of their stores and went in to look.

A fourth of the store was 50% off.†

Considering how many times I’ve already ‘ooh’-ed and ‘aah’-ed over their jewelry with “A,” it wasn’t hard to decide I’d be getting those red earrings at this store. I restrained myself with just earrings.

And look! They match the shawl I got, also for the winter months. Which matches my fall/winter coat, and various other articles of clothing.††

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*And considering those zippers in back have no flap to keep them from rubbing against my ankles, that’s pretty amazing.

**And also super-expensive, which doesn’t always mean quality here, but in this case, they’re that nice. Which also means I won’t be buying much.

†How many of you would pass that up? Really. If not for yourself, you’d get gifts for those best friends who love jewelry, right?

††If you’re asking, “Fall? That season that’ll begin at the end of October?” Then I’m sorry; it has already turned to fall here. I wear my thinner jacket when I go out, but even then I’m usually shivering, especially if I’m driving my scooter. And I hear all those envious noises. Yes, it’s really nice. Be envious. =D

Win! And also Fail.

Skirt? Done.*

Along with some spiffy sunglasses (which I’ve been dilly-dallying about purchasing), and a hat to keep the sun out of my eyes.** Altogther, about $14 USD. Not bad… if you don’t count the skirt as a loss.

 

Ran by the grocery for some goodies.†

Went home. This is my room.††

This is my closet. For those who are curious. Is that Hamlet hiding up there? Is that a box of Pocky in the corner? Do I only wear half the clothes shown? ‘Yes’ to all three.

Wish I was eating this tonight. Having ramen instead. Cooked the last of my fresh veggies last night in preparation for leaving… didn’t quite time things that well.

So… enough pictures for you? Yes? No? You let me know.

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*But unfortunately, see-through. The trials of buying at a place where you can’t try it on… until you get home. No convenient return policy in this country, either.

**We’re going to the desert… lots of sun.

†Not these particular snacks this time, but hey, Daddio, do you have these?

††Where magical language skills get absorbed into my brain. No, really.

Heading Westward

We leave in two days, bright and early. Though I’ve known about our trip for a couple of months, now that it’s close, I’m wondering where the time has gone. With my days shortened by commitments, I have little time (and little scooter power, incidentally) to get my few errands accomplished. Like buying a long skirt. That shouldn’t be hard, right? Especially when there are clothes stores right outside the entrance to my complex.

But if I want a cheap skirt, that’s a little harder. Why has this city become one of the shopping destinations for this country? I see more Prada, Gucci, Luis Vitton, Versarce, Chanel, Ralph Lauren, Tiffany & Co* in this city than I ever did in Austin or Dallas combined.

Um, in case you didn’t know, those labels are not on my Christmas wish list. And in no way do they equal a “cheap” skirt.

Someone gave me a scarf a week before I would need it. I love useful gifts.**

I want this to be the lightest I’ve ever packed for a trip. Three changes of clothes, max. I don’t aspire to be a backpacker, but since it’s culturally o.k. to re-wear clothes several days in a row, I will take advantage and blend!†

The other thing to look forward to (other than packing a lot of disposable diapers for the baby, who has been needing about 6 per day), is the sleeper trains! We just don’t have these in Texas. Or many in the US, at all. I sort of wish they’d make a comeback; I imagine training would be much cheaper than flying†† and a larger percentage of the customers can lay down and sleep! Planes might be faster, but I don’t mind taking my time travelling, as long as I have some room to stretch.‡

What do you think? Someone want to buy up a lot of old trains and start a new/old business? No? Your loss.

BEAUTY & TRUTH: Caring for Dad’s Art

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*You get the idea

**And it’s pretty!! Pretty and soft!

†Maybe not blend. I’m pretty American once you try to engage me in conversation.

††Feel free to correct me on this.

‡Reading time, oooh. Writing time, aaah. Sleeeeep. 😀