For those who don’t know Michaels, the arts and crafts store, your wallet is safer. Their slogan is “Where Creativity Happens,” but for me, it’s “Where Losing All Restraint Happens.”
To my defense, I do have an art business which mandates frequent visits for necessities such as Canton art board (Made in France!), tacky glue, Swarovski crystals, jewelry beads, silver charms, and buttons. While I’m there picking up fundamentals, occasionally I saunter the aisles to see ‘what’s up?’ The way fashion girls shop every season to update their wardrobe, I peruse new amethyst beads, watercolor paints, rubber stamps, embossing powders, papers, fancy hole punches, adult coloring books, mixed media journals, fine powder glitters…my list doesn’t really have an end. I love it all and want everything!
My husband jokes about how my immigrant upbringing didn’t allow for me to exhaust my arts and crafting. I remember coloring books, but not much else. I’m convinced there was play-doh, but never friendship bracelets, shrinky dink earrings, or crochet pillows. I didn’t create a mosaic tile stone or a wooden craft box or a paint-your-own purse. The fanciest I got was a hard outline with my crayons and filling it in lightly.
I know my way around the superstore like a seasoned employee, often helping out fellow customers as I confidently comb the aisles. I know the checkout clerks and they recognize me with a head nod and smile reserved for the regulars. Michaels.com is obviously on my bookmark favorites, where my link points directly to the coupon page. Note: never go there without a coupon.
I do wish there was an actual frequent flyer club at Michael’s, where I would inevitably accumulate enough crafty points to purchase the 50 pack of Sharpies, the pack of 24 metallic watercolors and all three Zentagle books with coordinating Micron pens. For now, I wait for the 30% off everything blowout sales.
Foodies can keep their Whole Foods and techies can get off at Best Buy on Black Friday, but I will continue to wander euphorically through the neatly-lined, rainbow aisles of the Michaels emporium satisfying some deeply unfulfilled childhood arts fantasy while creating a more sparkly adulthood.