I have issues and I can't seem to stop.
It's not impulsive. I need all these things.
I need help because I'm spiraling out of control.
Not really, because what I really need are those really cute dark Diesel skinny jeans I bought with my new thigh-high chocolate brown suede Michael Kors boots and a white Vince t-shirt. I'll pair that with my new crocodile skin shoulder bag and the sexy, beige, short leather jacket from Vince that I bought to go with everything.
Listen, Fall is a buying season and I am just doing my part to help out our economy. So what I happen to find myself with the weekend off and I spent the entire two days shopping like it was a test and I was the class over achiever. Shame on My Guy for leaving me alone with the mall. Fall is a transition season, and most people find themselves in need of some fashion essentials to get them through to the winter. Six pairs of shoes this weekend. And YES, I needed them all.
My problem is that I have to have it all. It's not about needing them, it's about WANTING them. Yes, I'm getting that, and that, and that, and yes, of course, that. Oh yeah, and throw that in too! Why not. Since I lost some weight, it all looks good. Such a curse, I know, but I can't choose. It's a good thing Frick was busy all weekend or she would have been right there next to me and on my dime. My partner in crime and yes, the apple does not fall far from the tree. But how can I say no when it all looks soo cuuuuute on her???
I am very decisive too. Not one to waver, I either want it or not. And when I want it I don't turn back. I have to have it, and I'll figure out the logistics of the purchase later.
You know, I work all week and it's a good thing too, because I could not be let loose on a daily basis. Not me. Wrong girl. I am a sucker for beautiful things. Come to think of it, I work in a boutique that sells beautiful things. All. Day. Long. And I do pretty well at that boutique. On a daily basis.
Well, maybe not everyday.
A lot of days.
I got issues.