A lot of the novelty of shopping at premium outlets becomes increasingly lost to me. Most of the stuff, at least the ones I'm interested in, you can buy at better prices online or at discount vendors like Sierra Trading Post or Marshall's. The quality of products are not the caliber they used to be, or maybe it's because I do feel a tad guilty when I buy products that are made in Bangladesh, Cambodia, Vietnam, Indonesia, or other countries whose employment caters to Western fast-fashion. Or even when I buy clothing made of synthetic fibers, like nylon and polyester, which apparently contributes to the accumulation of microplastics in the ocean.
Overall, I think I'm more able to talk myself out of buying things that I don't need now that I'm more comfortable with the wardrobe I have as an adult who has been through all zany fashion phases.
I must've just grown out of the appeal of outlets, for their brands and deal-hunting. Recently, shopping has only been a boredom-breaking habit for me, and I really should stop procrastinating on my primary obligations. It's kind of funny if you realize that a lot of American holidays, like the somber Memorial Day, have been appropriated as shopping holidays.