Mera Shopping Drama

Whenever I hear there is a sale my eyebrows raises, my body swings, my heart dances...And this feeling is common for every girl and being sarcastic on this is common to every male even grandpas can't be calm. 
I start picking all the clothes, which dances on my eyes as soon as I enter the mall and struggle to grab that filled sack to the trail room(The only room I love after the bathroom). 

There comes the people, "Only two garments and one person madam". Hell, what's the problem you will get if I take more than two clothes. Actually, the problem is they don't tell, they order us as like they own these rooms.The trail room fun will be awesome, We comment on ourselves after watching some clothes on us and will die to shut our mouths to hold the laugh. There were the times when two of us been in one, sitting to the corners of the trail room and laughing without knowing the reason even. The number of clothes you change is directly proportional to the number of knocks you get on your door and frizziness of your hair remains constant. Actually, these trail rooms are meant for taking mirror selfies than trying clothes. This is more common for iPhone users, like they put that as profile picture even if they haven't buy that attire. 
Dear trail room, you are truly fulfilling many girls dreams. The clothes we wanted to wear but left with having a picture with those and used to hold those all in some secret place...shhh. Sometimes I feel like a model, where I was walking on a big ramp with the chin up, pointed heels, sparkling eyes....Hahaha, (I wanted to become a pilot even, but i can't drive a two wheeler properly) funny isn't it?
But the irritating thing is the one which I love most will look either too loose or too tight on me as my size is not acceptable in this shopping world. If everything sets perfect the colour might look dim. Sometimes I want the colour of one's, model of some other's and size of some other's. I literally want that combo. And definitely, I'll eliminate more than half of the clothes which I brought to the trail room. Every garment hanging there looks made for me until I wear it, some will be excluded after on me and some more after the glance on the price tag.I think people don't know how it feels to sacrifice something and save money to buy something. The struggle to hold each clothe to see the model (whether old or new), colour (whether bright or dim), quality (after wash, before wash, with surf, without surf...eeee), size (whether too baggy or too tight) and price (of one month pocket money or two months pocket money). I'll be with some clothes but for sure with not having the one which I came for. And will end up buying what I needed to what I liked, I call it sacrifice don't mind it ahh....
For sure, we are not oniomania people...!!!