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Not so Lucky

It is no secret that I love to shop. I do, really, love to wander in malls to shops like Williams-Sonoma, Hardware Restoration, Homegoods. really anywhere they have interesting things.

So when I got mailed the results of my idiotic adherence to no airline allegiance (shorthand for I am too dumb to let the company only fly me on one airline and accrue lots of miles), I got a bunch of magazines. I picked many just based on their brief descriptions.

One of these was "a guide to the shopping world". Fantastic, sounds right up my alley, sign me up. The name was "Lucky".

Well, what arrives is some kind of urban womans guide to smelly perfumes, 5-minute make overs and how to "kick the crap out of your wardrobe, and look like a million bucks" (ok, that one I read and it turns out you can only do this if you are size 1 and pro-ana).

What they were telling me is "only women shop". No fun loving guys like me. Even their website is done in all pinky hues.

Oh God. I just realized I must throw these out before Reagan gets her hands on them. That is the last thing she needs. Or maybe just the last thing I need...

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