Yup, the men don't get it

Today, the resident shopaholic with no salary hit the shops, scouring Far East Plaza for a handbag to go with the dress for tomorrow's wedding. The husband helpfully asked, 'Why can't you just use one of those you have?' Which is a question he has asked several times before. Men just don't get it about handbags, do they?

Anyway, after trawling through more shops than I have in a very long time, I didn't get it. Couldn't find what I wanted. Which should not be a suprise, I suppose, Far East Plaza being a hang-out for people half my age and younger. Oh well, it's true that I don't actually need the bag. It's not that I'm the bride's mother or anything.

Ended up buying a t-shirt and hair clip (men don't understand hair clips either), which I'm sure I don't need, from this shop opened by a Korean lady. After chatting a bit about Korean winters, My Lovely Sam-Soon and Hyun Bin (leading man in the show), she kindly gave me a discount. I knew I wasn't watching the show for nothing.

It turned out that her shop assistant is also a fan of Hyun Bin. And so must have been this group of younger girls who were giggling at the mention of his name. So this man certainly gets quite a bit of attention around these parts:

Well, I guess if I were their age, I might be swooning over him, too.

I have also found out that a male ex-colleague from my last workplace also likes the show! So it's not just a girls' thing. Those of you from my last workplace will have no problem guessing who he is, I'm sure.

Sam-Soon to herself, at the end of a dreadful day:
What's the use of those two guys (Jin-Heon and ex-boyfriend) turning up?
What's the use of splurging on my hair?
What's the use of using my sister's (nice) clothes?
What's the use of buying new lipstick?

She just can't stop talking about Sam-Soon, can she?

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