Shopping In America

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Who doesn’t like shopping? I can’t name one person. Phyllis rose states many positive qualities in her essay “Shopping and Other Spiritual Adventures in America Today”. One of the positives qualities she mentions about shopping is that it’s a form of therapy. Being that I love to shop. Rather it’s online or going to the stores it’s something I also find very therapeutic. You don't really need, let's say, another sweater. You need the feeling of power that comes with buying or not buying it. You need the feeling that someone wants something you have--even if it's just your money. To get the benefit of shopping, you needn't actually purchase the sweater. After a long stressful work or school day there’s nothing more relaxing than walking around …show more content…

It can also be a very humbling and embarrassing experience. I buy new blue jeans as seldom as possible because the experience is so humiliating. For every pair that looks good on me, 15 look grotesque. I remember one of my first shopping trips with my mom. I was so excited to spend time with her and share this experience with her. We were at Walmart and made our way to the junior department and I started picking out clothes. At twelve years old I had more of a womanly shape as opposed to a normal twelve year girl. So the junior clothes wouldn’t fit me. But “Mom all of my friends were these kinds of jeans”. “I know Shenay but they don’t have your size jeans we have to shop in the misses department”. I quickly found out the kind of clothes the miss department had. As my mom shopped I stood there looking at the junior department. I just knew I could fit those jeans. The jeans I had my heart set on. While my mom wasn’t looking I made my way back to the junior department. I grabbed the biggest size jeans they had and I ran to dressing room. In the dressing room I found out my mom was right. Not only were the jeans too small, I couldn’t take them off. I cried in that dressing room for ten minutes before my mom found me. At twelve years old I had

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