I went clothes shopping recently and it was both an exciting and nerve wracking experience. It’s been almost two years since I’ve bought any non-maternity clothes. Now that our family is complete and I’ve lost the baby weight, we trekked across the Saudi/Bahrain causeway to spend the weekend near beaches and better malls.
While there are many advantages and fun experiences to living abroad, clothes shopping is not one of them. For one thing very few of the stores here are American brands. Don’t get me wrong, the stores are great but they are all European brands and sizes. I just got down the whole converting the exchange rate so you can imagine my fear of the size difference. While in some stores in the U.S. I am a consistent 4, I’m a consistent nothing in the sizing here and EVERYTHING must be tried on so shopping takes a long time.
A big plus here is that few people get out until lunchtime and after. This means that with some planning (and hey the kids have us up around 5am every morning anyway) we can cover a lot of shopping ground before the crowds grow.
While getting a mostly new wardrobe was exhausting it was thrilling considering it was so long overdo. Now to start figuring out what I’ll wear this summer at the RWA San Diego conference.