I don't know about most men, but I love shopping for clothes. If I'm ever feeling depressed (more so than usual) trying on an assortment of shirts, sweaters, shoes and jeans will put me in a better mood. I can finally replace some faded, torn jeans, especially the pair I've been wearing since 2001 (I'm nostalgic about my millennial menswear).

Of course I pout and curse when I have to accompany my girlfriend when she goes shopping--hey, it's just not fun when you're not the centre of acquisitions.