The Outlet Shopper…

imagesCAUIBU91Many years ago before the brilliant invention of online bargain shopping took off there was a frenzy of shoppers that took off about 9am from their Melbourne Hotel rooms in a bus (usually pink) that was destined to stop at every retail destination from high end to bargain basement rip offs, all at a fraction of their supposed retail cost. It was a day trip that excited the vast majority of women. Grab a friend, go to the city , spend up big and return home with a fabulous wardrobe to wow friends, family and enemies.

The bus wasnt the only option for outlet shopping. Taking your car outlet shopping would provide you with a rather large parking ticket by the end of the shopping day- thats if you planned to shop from dawn to dusk. It is an impossibility to spend less than an hour outlet shopping. If you have you are not a REAL shopper. Outlet shopping at its best is fast paced, heart starting, adrenaline pumping and not to mention an ALL DAY activity.

The other option for those travelling out to outlet districts was the common tram. It was easy to know where to get off, simply note the wide eyed hoards of shoppers literally pushing their way out of the tram and into the first outlet store in view.

Once you reached the destination otherwise known as “Cheap Shoppers Paradise” it really was pure excitement. My first experience was 18 years ago, I was 12. I got a new pair of TENCEL jeans. The jeans were 12 dollars on recollection. Tencel jeans if you dont have the pleasure of remembering were super soft, thin and draped with a wide leg… sadly I dont think they exist anymore.

Bad things can happen outlet shopping. My mum bought a chenille skivvy (highly desirable item mid 90’s). The skivvy was possibly 5 dollars or near abouts. Upon returning home my mother found out her skivvy had 3 armholes in place of the usual 2 and neck hole. Even a thin necked woman like my mother couldnt fit through that chenille armhole.

Moving forward a fair few years I again went outlet shopping. This time with a girlfriend and slighly more style. Prices had sky rocketed in the world of outlet shopping. The outlet district had become more fashionable, stores had been replaced with the ever becoming trend of coffee culture. Yes there were savings but not nearly as fabulous as I remembered.

My city slicker girlfriend bought a pair of purple snakeskin leather boots for a couple of hundred dollars. We quickly deemed the shoes a classic item (possibly because of their not so outlet price). I bought my first overpriced latte that trip and sensible flat shoes (shopping feet, ouch!).

Fast forward a few years and Australian outlet shopping appears to have been condensed under the one roof. It seemed the perfect solution, I guess. Mass produced clothing and footwear easily located next to one another, eating places at arms reach to stop and refuel and fewer pavements to pound in inappropriate footwear.

However there really was nothing like the thrill of the opening of the tram doors, a stream of buildings filled with a plethora of factory seconds from high end to poor quality rip -offs. Nothing compares to the seemingly fading outlet districts and the burning sensation of blistered over worked shoppers feet at the end of a long day in “Cheap Shopper’s Paradise”.

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