I wrote a song many years titled Lavender Ladies. There was a group of women from my church who went to an exclusive clothing store, Lord & Taylor after church every Sunday. They'd spend a long time shopping, by a few clothes and take them home. Monday, they'd decide that they didn't like them and meet together on Tuesday or Wednesday tp return the clothes and shop for some more. Clothing Bulemia. They were all widowers with more time on their hands than imagination.

The chorus to the song is:

And the Lavender Ladies are leisurely grazing
In ladieswear, luggage and fine lingerie
With hours to kill and no one to kill them with
The loves of their lives had all passed away

Jerry