crazy shopping day.

Me, Issa, Chel, and Joy were in Araneta Center yesterday. Apparently, Joy needed a team to put together a retro outfit for LF’s anniversary photoshoot. As always, guess who’s late? Tada! I texted Joy with my newest excuse: matagal mag-park. As if. But before I can meet them, I had to pass by a group of etchuserang girls. They were walking a bit far from each other, when suddenly the girl from back asked her friends, “Eto! straight or bi?” I was the only one walking towards them so confirmed. Were they...? They were talking about me! I was like, “watdapak?!!” But instead of getting pissed at them I would rather continue sprint walking than have my friends getting pissed at me. Almost panting, I was at our meeting place by 2:30 p.m.. The call time was 1 p.m.. Congratulate me.


We went and checked out Gateway first, entered a shop, and chose clothes for Joy to fit. When all clothes were in, me and Chel waited outside the dressing room. When suddenly, a woman from my back asked, “excuse, magkano ‘to?” I turned back and said in an intimidating tone, “ANO?!” And I got the effect I wanted. She stepped back a little and apologized. Overacting? No. Did I mention that the salespersons were in black and I was wearing a predominantly white shirt? That explains the reaction.

We ate and stayed in Food Express for about an hour or two before picking up our asses to finish Joy’s outfit. We tried looking at the bazaar inside one of the malls. Because Issa was trying to check clothes for herself, she almost turned every folded piece and ended up having the manang angry at her. The manang was like, “ang dami mong tinignan, wala ka man lang nagustuhan!” (Eh paano naman kasi ate, yung t-shirt nyo maganda sana, kaso wrong grammar!) The print at the back of the shirt says: MAKE UP MIND.

It was around 8 p.m. when we realized that the outfit is still missing its accessories. The nearest building that we saw was Isetan. We entered the building with most of the lights out and almost no customers left. We rushed to the accessories department and were assisted by one saleslady who patiently waited for us to finish. She even had the time to tell us what items are on sale. So we were very grateful for her help.

Now, I am thinking if that was coincidence or she really wanted to be the last person to leave. Because while Joy and Issa were scrambling around, I was left standing near her while she whispers, “[mga baby] dito lang kayo ha? Dito lang kayo [shakes the merchandise] kita tayo bukas.”

It was almost 9 (closing time) and Issa was still making hirit to buy her own accessories. The guards were already “coordinating” where to send us to pay all of the stuff we picked. We were at the 5th floor and were sent to the ground floor to pay. When we were happy enough to realize that we were indeed the last customers for the day, a lady came and paid her stuff. Issa jokingly said, “Ay hindi! Hindi pa tayo tapos. Titingin pa ako ng pants!” Syempre, naloka yung staff na nasa counter!

When we exited the building, we remembered one thing – we forgot to think about the shoes. I don’t know if Joy was serious when she said, “magtsitsinelas nalang ako.” But I took her shoe size just in case she shares my mom’s or sister’s size.
We came home just in time to see callboys starting to deploy. Maybe Joy didn’t sense it, but I did. How? You’ll know because when everybody else are looking haggard, they were the ones who smells and looks fresh even from a far.

If there is one thing I discovered today, that would be my difference as a shopper compared to Issa and Joy. I would go for something that can mediate price and style. Issa, though she wouldn’t admit, would go, go, go! Gets? While, Joy lies in between shopper-type Marc and shopper-type Issa.

Pictures coming soon.


P.S.
Joy and Issa bought similar dresses and decided it would be “twin day” tomorrow (I mean, today). Chel would pair with Ara. While, Patrick will be my twin. Interesting? We’ll see.