I can snap up a few fingers, without much effort, each standing for a solid good reason for not buying hugely attractive but expensive ‘must-haves’. Funny thing is, that those exclamation marks of my own flesh are pulled down with the same ease by my meandering mind! Fortunately, with the help of some puff-excercises learned from a friend, who recently has become a proud mother, I leave most shops red-headed but unharmed!
Nevertheless, a dangerzone to me is the department store’s section of audio/video. I feel like a birdie hypnotized by the big-eyed snake when I pass those lined-up sharp images of exploding colours. There’s one particular place I fear, because I like it that much. Walking in that corridor of images and sounds is the cheapest ticket to the theatre I know of.
So far, for some reason I’ve managed to escape, to throw myself to the emergency exit. But if I’m not online for more than a week, please call 911. Image by Photobucket/AmandaMariie