God, I just can't be fudged to shop for me. takes to long in changing room with 1,2 or 3 small children harrassing me. And if I buy it to try on at home I then have to take them all back to the shops to return it.
I used to be dedicated shopper now the thought fills me with dread, much to Dh's delight.
All my clothes are bought twice yearly in the next sales, ordered over the phone(with my specila VIP treatment) or get chucked into the trolley with the weekly food shopping.
God...that's somthing I could only ever admit to on the internet, isn't it? hope none of you know me in real life