That I am the typical Primark Man. I feel it’s a job well done, if I come out with a trolley full of clothes and change out of 50 quid.
In the US, a similar exercise can be undertaken in Wal-Mart, Kmart, or Target.
“Look!” I have declared. “I’ve got all this for only this much!”
My idea of dressing up is putting on a shirt with a collar and a pair of ten quid trousers, and wearing my only pair of shoes instead of canvas ones or sandals. I dress for comfort you see, as well as being frugal about it. I know I don’t look as outrageous as some guys I see about, but OK, I’ll admit that I don’t look stylish either.
Isn’t that for those that have lots of money to spend on these things? I have noticed that some people I know will spend a tidy sum on new clothes, but then eat cheap junk food. Surely, I’m more sensible to spend much less on clothes, and fill my stomach with better quality food?
Perhaps, just perhaps I should tip the scales at least a little more. It’s a New Year. A new job is on the horizon in a new location. Perhaps I should celebrate, when the pennies start rolling in again, by getting myself a little pampering. A new hair style, and at least a few decent items for my wardrobe?
Now, I don’t want to festoon my body with designer labels. I’m still not convinced that they necessarily mean quality, and a poseur I am not. Designer labels only mean something to others that follow such things. I’ve never even heard of half of these names. No, if I am to invest in a new wardrobe, it has to be quality above anything else, as well as looking good.
Anyway, you may ask, why this article at all? It’s just so not like me is it?
I’ll fess up. I got a little inspiration from this article in the Guardian today.
Check it out, and tell me what you think. Should I continue being a proud Primark person, or should I go a little upmarket this year?
Tags: cheap junk, designer labels, gag reflex, junk food, kmart, little inspiration, lots of money, new hair style, new job, new location, pennies, poseur, primark, quality food, sandals, target, tidy sum, trolley, wal-mart, wardrobe
It’s 1.15 am in Fortress Eyebee. It’s that time again when I shall wend my merry way to the land of nod. Well to the bedroom for a read, or perhaps one or two of the audiobooks I’ve recently downloaded. Talking of which, I think I’ll have to bite the bullet and get an MP3 player.
I don’t need any of this expensive iPod stuff. No Siree. I was thinking of the Sandisk Sansa m240. It’s got a 1GB of memory, which will be fine for listening to audiobooks on. That’s about all I’ll use it for really. I dunno. I almost clicked BUY at Amazon, but I’ll sleep on it. I always do that. NOT an impulse buyer me. Shoot, I’ll debate over a pair of socks for a week. Well not quite, but you get my drift. Actually socks last me for ever, as I’m in sandals ten months of the year, and we don’t wear socks with sandals do we? No we don’t. Well old Mr Smith down the street might, but I don’t. What you think I am, an old fart?