Being no slave to fashion, I buy clothing that’s comfortable, reasonably priced, and what (I hope) looks halfway decent rather than spending a lot of time and money hopping from one store to another in search of trendy styles.  Since I’m no longer employed outside the home, I don’t have to worry about buying work clothes (not that I ever went overboard about those, anyway!), so this time of the year, my “wardrobe” consists exclusively of shorts and t-shirts. 

I dislike shopping for clothes.  Moreover, I hate trying on clothes in stores.  I really hate it.  To circumvent this, there have been times that I’ve actually picked an armful of clothes off the racks, bought all of them, then come home and tried them on in the comfort — not to mention privacy (it’s always fun when the toddler from the next dressing room crawls under the divider when I’m right in the middle of trying on a new bra) — of my own home.  Yes, this take-no-prisoners approach does create extra work when I end up having to return three-fourths of my purchases because they don’t fit, but what the hey!

I’ve been wearing the same Hanes t-shirts and shorts for the past two or three summers, so over the weekend, it dawned on me that it was time to go look for some new duds.  I had glanced through the racks at Wal-Mart the other day and didn’t see anything promising, so yesterday, I headed for K-Mart to check out their selection.  With the price of gas being so outrageously high, I forced myself to bite the bullet and try on my selections at the store instead of bringing them home then having to drive back to K-Mart with a bunch of returns. 

I finally settled on a few pairs of shorts and several t-shirts, but one thing was crystal clear when I gazed at myself in the dressing room mirror — I simply must stick with my current 3-Apple-A-Day diet plan.  That dressing room mirror certainly did no favors to my figure.