Five shopping centers.
Three mochi balls and organic (read: I-paid-too-much-for-something-that-tastes-like-oreo) cookies for lunch.
Window shopping for work.
Checking out products that cost an arm and a leg
work, trying to look unfazed.
Reaffirming the truth upon which the relationship between girls and malls is founded: shopping = serious business.
Nostalgic stories of old Manila by the friendly company driver Manong Jose.
Leaving my bag in a native crafts store and coming back for it before any one noticed (yay for prints that blend in the background).
Realizing that revolving doors and a high-income clientele do not an exciting mall make.
Bringing home pasalubong for a change (Reese’s peanut butter cups, my favorite and mother’s too!).
Discovering a pastry stall that sells chocolate-coated cheesecake bars.
Waiting in traffic, thinking of nothing and of everything.