In the wee hours of the morning I dread most (well, besides mornings of finals), my sister starts "putting on her face" as I'm rolling out of bed. Traffic isn't bad at 1:30am, just gotta deal with the trucks and other crazy bargain shoppers. Our first stop was David's bridal, looking for a Madrigal dress for me that cost less than a 1/3 of what its real value is. All the wedding gowns were on sale, and there were crazed brides with their mothers' arms full of 50% off dresses. We even met this one girl that said she isn't even engaged, she just knows her boyfriend is going to propose this holiday season, and she thinks its best to take advantage of these sales now, because they aren't gonna wait for her "slow-poke-future-hubby." Nothing like jumpin the gun on one of the most important decisions of someone's life (I hope he buys her a diamond and not a plane ticket to the other coast for himself). We weren't impressed to see that none of the brides maid, evening,
or cocktail dresses were on sale. To make a long story/day seem short (I have to make this a short post, because I have to continue to help wrap our treasures from black friday), I found a dress at Macy's (we weren't disappointed in their department store like we were with their parade) for about a 1/3 of its original price--or as my dad would say what it was probably worth to begin with. In my observations, I found it interesting to see the ratio of male to female shopping on this day. For the most part, the males were dads with their older children (usually pre-teen girls). Females ranged from girls who shop in the Limited-too (I'm sorry its Justice now) who think they are mature enough to shop without mommy, to older ladies shopping for young husbands and boyfriends, to girls our age out with their mothers trying to kills all the birds with one stone and get for everyone together on the same day. My observations led me to believe that dads took their (usually female) children out with them for help. They admit they can't browse through clearance racks and find deals or understand when they aren't getting ripped off on a certain product ($50 for a stainless steel tea pot what a steal! NOT). Whenever we come home from a shopping excursion (and I am not a big fan of them either), we are really excited to show mom the deals we found. Dad just rolls his eyes and says the best way to save money is to not spend any. What he fails to ever note is the fact that he needs new suits and pants and stuff sometimes too which entails
spending money. Deals or not, underwear doesn't last forever. We didn't see any fights over things, but we saw minimal slow browsing. Instead, we saw the throwing (I embellish tossing aside) of final shoe sales and buy one get one earrings all over the place. To sum up our adventures of black Friday, there were no casualties between my sister and I. After some delicious Olive Garden artichoke dip and apple cobbler, we safely headed home to hear our mom praise us for doing well while dad just sits there and rolls his eyes.
or cocktail dresses were on sale. To make a long story/day seem short (I have to make this a short post, because I have to continue to help wrap our treasures from black friday), I found a dress at Macy's (we weren't disappointed in their department store like we were with their parade) for about a 1/3 of its original price--or as my dad would say what it was probably worth to begin with. In my observations, I found it interesting to see the ratio of male to female shopping on this day. For the most part, the males were dads with their older children (usually pre-teen girls). Females ranged from girls who shop in the Limited-too (I'm sorry its Justice now) who think they are mature enough to shop without mommy, to older ladies shopping for young husbands and boyfriends, to girls our age out with their mothers trying to kills all the birds with one stone and get for everyone together on the same day. My observations led me to believe that dads took their (usually female) children out with them for help. They admit they can't browse through clearance racks and find deals or understand when they aren't getting ripped off on a certain product ($50 for a stainless steel tea pot what a steal! NOT). Whenever we come home from a shopping excursion (and I am not a big fan of them either), we are really excited to show mom the deals we found. Dad just rolls his eyes and says the best way to save money is to not spend any. What he fails to ever note is the fact that he needs new suits and pants and stuff sometimes too which entails
spending money. Deals or not, underwear doesn't last forever. We didn't see any fights over things, but we saw minimal slow browsing. Instead, we saw the throwing (I embellish tossing aside) of final shoe sales and buy one get one earrings all over the place. To sum up our adventures of black Friday, there were no casualties between my sister and I. After some delicious Olive Garden artichoke dip and apple cobbler, we safely headed home to hear our mom praise us for doing well while dad just sits there and rolls his eyes.
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