Over this past weekend, lululemon hosted THE event of every college girl’s life – a warehouse sale. 12 hours a day, 3 days long, hosted in the Hynes Convention Center. For weeks leading up to the event, people were posting about it, talking about, not shutting up about it. Nothing gets college girls more pumped than the thought of super expensive leggings being a little less expensive, am I right?

As the weekend grew closer people began making plans about when to go. When will the lines be shortest? When do people have enough time? Eventually the day came and we went. Here are just a few of my prominent thoughts on this experience.

I know I don’t wear much lulu, but the prices will be great so I think I should go.

Wrong. When I went to the sale, I got things at a discount, but not nearly what I was hoping for. I went in thinking that I was going to get a coat for $5. Definitely not thought through on my part but I couldn’t help being disappointed when I bought a sweatshirt for $80. Prices definitely got better as the weekend continued, but I’m still going to be salty about the lack of amazing deals I found.

They are going to have so many great things; all of their stuff is so cute. Hope I can get a new pair of black leggings.

WHAT was I thinking? Why would they sell nice things at a discount that they can sell for full price in stores!? They would never do that. This sale was dedicated to making a little bit of money on the ugly clothes they would have otherwise burned or something. The room was filled with strange items and then once in a while they would bring out a rack with 5 normal jackets on it for people to dive on.

*Sprints around room and pushes people out of the way in the name of size 4 leggings*

This is all I will say about that. I saw parts of myself come out at this sale that I never want to see again. Nobody should ever be so aggressive over leggings.

Is there a way I can turn back time and get those hours back?

Honestly. This was all I said for the continuation of my Friday. I hate lines and I hate stressful shopping. I’m still kind of wondering why I went to such a thing, but we will call it a learning experience. The craziness, messiness and what became stressfulness of the experience were things I was not expecting, and I didn't leave feeling happy about it. Overall, I would probably pay a bit more for normal clothes and not waste 3 hours of my life. And this is big coming from me, because I am the queen of coupons. I'm going to have to wear the one thing I got at least 1000 times to feel happier about the way I got it.

While I did a lot of complaining, it’s not to say that lululemon is to blame here. It was awesome to have such a big sale, and they were smart to do it in a city where every other person you see is a cheap college student. I saw firsthand that people, including myself, can be crazy enough to wait in line for hours when they hear the word discount and they really get competitive about finding the best items. It was a good thing they had a boxing ring in the center of the place; it was probably for people to get their pent up shopping aggression out safely…