to begin with, i hope you refrain from reading this as an encouragement to get drunk during lunch (which i do not condemn, far from it, but don't exactly recommend, either), but as an observation of losing certain inhibitions when tipsy...
in the promised cities of ladies who luncheon drinking during the day is not always sneered upon. nyc offers amazing drink-all-you-can brunch deals and a visit to london without a long(ish) pub brunch is not a visit to london, if ya know what i mean. stepping into the bright daylight after a few drinks feels slightly strange but in the right company you're bound to feel happy.
this is the perfect mood for shopping. i don't advice you to step in the middle of an insane sale at a department store because you will leave in turmoil (and probably giggling disturbingly loud), but suggest you walk into small boutiques. without proper focus my eyes tend to find interesting patterns with facility i never imagined possible.
for example after an incredibly mimosa-filled brunch in nyc with snarkylush some years ago, we stumbled into this 80's leather jacket at foley and corinna lower east side boutique. i had to get it and have loved it ever since. the folding detail and the shoulder pads are to die for.
at a friend's store party i was introduced to nyc stylist natsuko kanno who sold her delicately printed tees there for one night. she was incredibly nice and talented, and i wanted to get one of her tees. without cash i had to return the next day and realized that i had believed after a few beers that a gold tone tee was perfect for the silver wearing me. surprisingly the tone suits me when i'm a little tanned and i still find the subdued floral print beautiful.
in london i find myself frequenting all saints but almost always leave empty handed. it may be because their prices have gone up inexplicably (just like acne) and the quality has not kept up. nonetheless, i have bought some favorites there after a pub crawl, such as this grecian-style folded garment (is it a dress, a top, a scarf, no-one knows...) and the studded belt that boosted all saints to general knowledge some years ago with the text "jesus rocks". mine had black studs originally but years of wear have exposed the silver tone underneath.
ultimately, you could say that i lose my inhibitions after a couple too many and that my normal tendency to avoid texture is surpassed by fondness for 3d. i hardly ever buy anything too expensive whilst tipsy shopping, but just stuff that's more interesting. most importantly, after sobering up, i still love what i found.
do you ever shop after a few?