I guess that your hobbies and interests are very much depending on what the availability in a country is. I cannot say that I was much of a shopper when we first relocated in early 1999. We left Sweden for Italy and despite Italy being the home country of fashion, I spent very little time in the boutiques and malls. Sure, the Italian women are usually petite and I have more of a Viking sized body which of course made shopping less appealing since most of the boutiques carried sizes XXS and XS. I was also pregnant twice meaning my shopping was mostly maternity- and baby related.
After Italy came the capitals of Thailand and Mexico. Both Bangkok and Mexico City are two much polluted cities and I was more or less forced into the shopping malls in order to breathe cold, fairly filtered, air when we lived there. Kuwait is mainly a sand desert, wedged in between Iraq and Saudi Arabia. The not so attractive location of the country is hugely compensated by the great shopping opportunities and the fantastic sales. My closets were jam-packed, honestly. A psychologist would probably diagnose me as a shopaholic beyond salvation.
I guess my condition was a direct result of the environment I was living in. Here in Melbourne, I have felt absolutely no desire to go shopping for anything other than food. It cannot only be that the stores have a less attractive shopping to a higher price, it has to be that Melbourne has a lot of other activities to offer. On our first weekend we became members of the Melbourne Zoo and I – the Leading Lady of Shopping – could not believe my ears when I heard myself suggesting to the family that we sign up as volunteers at the zoo. But yes, that was me talking and I have now traded shopping malls for zoos and out-door living. And it feels good. Very, very good.
After Italy came the capitals of Thailand and Mexico. Both Bangkok and Mexico City are two much polluted cities and I was more or less forced into the shopping malls in order to breathe cold, fairly filtered, air when we lived there. Kuwait is mainly a sand desert, wedged in between Iraq and Saudi Arabia. The not so attractive location of the country is hugely compensated by the great shopping opportunities and the fantastic sales. My closets were jam-packed, honestly. A psychologist would probably diagnose me as a shopaholic beyond salvation.
I guess my condition was a direct result of the environment I was living in. Here in Melbourne, I have felt absolutely no desire to go shopping for anything other than food. It cannot only be that the stores have a less attractive shopping to a higher price, it has to be that Melbourne has a lot of other activities to offer. On our first weekend we became members of the Melbourne Zoo and I – the Leading Lady of Shopping – could not believe my ears when I heard myself suggesting to the family that we sign up as volunteers at the zoo. But yes, that was me talking and I have now traded shopping malls for zoos and out-door living. And it feels good. Very, very good.
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