Lost at Ezibuy

So why the man never wants me to dye my hair red again...
I dyed my hair red (which I quiet liked) and a few days later Man and I went shopping which included a trip to the spacious interior of Palmerston North Ezibuy, I duely wandered off shopping as I went. And the Man in the swathes of clothes got disorientated and had to find me so that we could leave. Hence without a breadcrumb to leave a trail he set off to find me in the forrest of jumpers, looking for the blonde he once knew.... Poor thing took some time to find me at some jeans a good half hour later.