My friends and I went to Westfield Shopping Centre yesterday. It's Europe's largest urban shopping mall located in West London, with 265 shops, 50 restaurants, a gym, a spa and a 14-screen cinema. They even built a new overland train station to accommodate the huge number of visitors expected.
And yes, it is huge, for UK standards. However, coming from Malaysia, we have even larger shopping complexes in Kuala Lumpur. Nevertheless, I was excited at the prospects of retail therapy. I was eager to spend, spend, spend.
And what did I buy?
Nothing, nada, zilch.
It's not as if there wasn't any good sales going on or lousy shops. There were decent sales and a good variety of shops ranging from Zara, Mango, Debenhams, H&M, Apple, Topshop (all the high street brands you can think of) and for the upper-class crowds, there were De Beers, Burberry, Louis Vuitton, Dior and Tiffany and Co and many more.
I guess despite my urge to spend, my brain wouldn't let me do it, unless it was an item I definitely need and it was good value for money.
Oh well, it was still nice to be out of the house, in the company of friends. But the urge to buy something is still there. Will have to find something online, I guess, as I don't have any leave from work to go shopping.
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Man, the whole idea of retail therapy is to 'let go' and just go crazy!! It's just money!! (=
Trust me, I tried to spend, but I really couldn't find anything I like, and I couldn't be bothered to spend ages queuing up for changing rooms. So atypical girl, right?
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