The Mall Lonely

Does going to the mall make you feel lonely?

I don’t know why but when I walk into the mall and I feel lonely. And not just lonely, but so lonely I feel the need to go sit in my car and listen to the “Carpenters” lonely.

Why is that?

I have been at the mall a lot lately trying to buy new pants to replace the ones that blew out the zipper in the “great weight gain debacle of 2011”, and I have pondered this question a lot and here is what I have come up with.

Reason 1
I lack fashion courage. Sometimes you need someone to say, “Hey you would look good in those skinny jeans” or “those skinny jeans make your butt look big”. Sometimes when I am shopping alone I don’t get that feedback, so I end up buying skinny jeans that possibly could be a little too skinny, if you know what I mean.

Reason 2
Sometimes I am way too tight with my money. If anything is over $20.00 or not on clearance I won’t even look twice at it. Sometimes you need someone to tell you, “Just go for it. You deserve a pair of skinny jeans, and a low V-neck t-shirt.

Reason 3
I never thought I would have to shop alone. In all those 80’s movies I used to watch, you always saw “populars” at the mall with all their friends buying white washed jeans and eating at Hotdog on a Stick. Even today, I see all the popular kids at the Buckle making fun of the nerds as the pass by and I think to myself, “I wish I had some friends so I could make fun of nerds.”

My biggest fear is that I have become that guy that the popular kids who shop at the Buckle laugh at. With my age inappropriate skinny jeans and my orange shoes I got on clearance from Wal-mart.

(Sigh) Sometimes I feel lonely at the mall.


Mary said…
I hear ya! I don't like shopping alone and when I tried on a pair of "skinny jeans" I took them right off. I prefer "boot cut" jeans. :) I also prefer pants under $20.00.
Heidi said…
There should be a Lonely Shoppers Club...
Oh Roberto. This is my very pragmatic and selfish advice (at some point you may need to tell me you are not writing to Dear Abby, just sharing on your blog and on that day I will stop my useless commentary. I do it out of love, know that):
Go to Nordstom and act like you have a lot of money to spend. Tell them you need a personal shopper. They will help you pick out the right cut of jeans and they will be too expensive. Take some discreet photos in the fitting room and then go down the hall to H&M and buy the cheap $30 version.
Maybe stop and get a cookie from the cafe on the way. It will be empowering and having an agenda instead of wandering aimlessly makes you feel less lonely.

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