online shopping

It usually gets me while I’m at work. 

Sitting at my desk, staring at the computer, hopelessly bored, not willing to search for something work-related to occupy my mind.

It’s like I don’t have complete control of my fingers, as in no time at all I am staring at nordtsrom.com – where all your dreams come true!

To make myself feel better, I start my online shopping perusing the various categories of the Sale section.  Opened: window after window of 4-inch heels, fancy embellished flats, sparkly sandals, “clearance” boot cut Citizens and skinny Sevens, pretty floral tops (they are all the hype this Spring), fabulous dresses I could never wear, and even some workout paraphernalia (you know, because I just know I’ll be better at working out if I have the right things to wear).

After I’ve sifted through the windows that no longer have my sizes available, I start really having fun.  J  Here is where I look at all of the things I could never afford (because that’s healthier, right?   then it’s not like I’ll actually buy them…).  The Jimmy Choos, Moschinos, and Salvatore Ferragamos, Nanette Lepore dresses, Valentino everything, L.A.M.B. everything (Gwen Stefani knows some shit, I’ll tell you what).  So many pretty things!

Now I’ve substantially depressed myself.  Absolutely nothing in my overflowing closet is soft enough, luxurious enough, trendy enough, or pretty enough.  Even the windows from my “previous searching” lack in every way in comparison to this high class shopping.

Alas, I know I paid off ‘X’ number of dollars on my card last month (which may or may not have been over its limit already), so that leaves ‘X’ amount available again!

Hell.  Why not get those 5-inch Jessica Simpson shoes?  I know my husband likes the similar ones I have already, so it’s not like he’ll be mad at me.  I would never buy three- and four-hundred dollar shoes!  Those are just fun to look at.

Gossip Girl is not ruining my perspective on fashion, sense of cost, and overall morale and priorities.