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Mall = Hell = Las Vegas!
Recently, I made the exodus from San Diego to my hometown and new shopping Mecca, Las
Vegas (Lost Wages?). My amazement at this town never ceases! Every time I come home,
it seems to have sprawled out that many more miles in each direction, but the biggest
suprise was how much the shopping has expanded. It's funny, growing up in Las Vegas really
sucked. There weren't many things geared towards families and towards kids. What we'd mainly
do is go to the Forum at Caesar's Palace on the weekends and ogle the clothing at stores
that we couldn't afford to buy from. Now, every casino has its own plethora of shops--many
of them are names that are absent from your local malls.
Visiting the Aladdin, the Venetian, the Bellagio and the Forum at Caesar's gives you a taste
of the high life. The kind of clothing that you see in magazines, you will also see on people
strutting through the casinos and the shopping alleys! It's crazy and also a little scary
that tourists and locals alike can afford and to drop over $100 for a tee-shirt at Versace
or Gucci, Chanel or Prada. But along with all the ritzy and glamorous stores, you'll find
lower priced stores for fashionistas of our age range: French Connection, Bebe and Bisou
Bisou. The really intriguing thing about Las Vegas is that it holds an amalgam of little
worlds. You've got ancient Rome, Paris and Egypt. You can go shop in all these places and
pretend you're there without every leaving the country, which is a really unique experience
and also a little strange--people don't have to travel far to go to exotic places---the only
problem is is that they are devoid of a lot of the history, authenticity and space that are
encapsulated in the *real* places.
Upon walking into BCBG, we met a girl that my sister used to go to High School with. She said
to me, "If you need other sizes, we have them in the back. All we keep out here are size
0's and 2's." Now, ladies, this *really* struck a chord with me. I know I've been talking
about Las Vegas, but this whole shopping trip brought about another problem I have with fashion.
I casually replied to her, "Don't you find that a bit depressing and scary?" and she replied,
"Welllllll, you're a size 0!" I just felt worse---Everytime I flip through women's magazines
I become disgusted at the amount of anorexic and sickly women that they are using for their
photo shoots. These are not the kind of women we need to be aiming to assimilate our bodies
to. Where are the *real* women??
This trip to the casino mall was partly to look for a present for someone and partly to find
myself a decent pair of jeans. I found out that the price range is between $80 and $150
(the latter being absolutely ridiculous). So I tried on about a million pairs and ended up
leaving empty-handed. I think the thing is that jeans that are pricey aren't cut for girls
that have any sort of booty or hips. That's really depressing under the assumption that all
girls that can afford those types of jeans are a) anorexic (devoid of womanly curves) b) model
height and c) really wealthy.
Anyway, I guess this whole article is just a little report of
my trip. It really inspired me to 1) go to thrift stores to shop and 2) learn to make my own
clothing. Things are just too expensive these days--I say we take a cue from Gandhi, rebel
against corporate America taking advantage of 'developing countries' and sew our own clothes.