One small step for man, one giant leap for my bank account

Today, I resisted. Today, I am proud. Tomorrow, I will go through this process all over again.

I'm going to take a moment and talk about something personal right now...something I know, at least, more than half of you can relate to. It's called shopping. Now, as harmless as it may sound, this word haunts me everyday. Some people may laugh, so go ahead...but I'll just have you know that I'm not laughing on the other end. I'm holding my head high.

Today, I almost bought this pair of lovely Kelsie Dagger boots:

Yeah, they may be ugly to you, but to me, all I know is I wanted them. Why? I dunno. I liked the color. I liked that they only had a 3/4" heel. I liked the scrunchy style and the studs on the side. I, also, liked the deal they offered...only $89. I, also, felt pressured that I only had approximately 10 minutes to decide whether or not to buy them. And I, ALSO, was bored.

Seriously, this is the kind of stuff I go through when I'm shopping. I had to get up and walk away from my computer, and hope they would sell out before I managed to run back. (Sidenote: they didn't)

My point is: unnecessary shopping. I tend to do this WAY too much. I buy things just because I want them, not because I need them or because they could be an essential part of my life/wardrobe. And even if I had all the money in the world, would this habit still be acceptable to me? I sure hope not, but I doubt I'll find that out any time soon.

As much as I love fashion I just as equally hate it. Unfortunately, for me, I work in fashion, so this love/hate relationship comes up a lot. I've come to love making statements, following trends, making people look and feel great. I've, also, come to hate what superficial people this industry creates. Are clothing and accessories really all that trivial? Do you really need these things to feel good about yourself or feel important? Hell no! So why do we do it? Why do we all fall victim to this incompetent crime?

Whatever the reason, I'm standing my ground. This seems to be my year...the year in which I am practicing healthy habits and working on making myself a better person. I may falter a bit here and there, but you have my word that I am, in fact, trying.

I'm really not happy, and let me tell you why

So apparently, there's been one open in the US for about a year now, however, it's taken me a while to get my butt in this place. I hate large stores, especially ones that remind me of department stores (I'm much more of a small boutique kind of girl). I have avoided this so-called fashion haven at all costs, but I feel, I may have made a mistake. I might have to make an exception for this holy place...TOPSHOP! Que the harmonizing angels singing Hallelujiah.

Ok, don't patronize me. I knew of it's excellence for quite some time. An ex of mine had bought me some things from there when he flew across seas that I love, and I lurk lookbook.nu like it's basically my job. I'm not completely in the dark! But seriously, it only really hit me when I was actually inside the store. I almost had an anxiety attack; there were so many wonderful things.

I still hate the setup. Anything with multiple floors the size of basketball courts should be banned (i.e. Forever 21, H&M, Macy's...yuck!). I just feel like I'm stuck inside a corn maze when I'm in one of them. It is harzardous to shoppers' health. However, let's just say, Topshop, for you, I will.

I literally ran out of that store before I could do any serious damage. It took all the control in my body to resist. Only one pair of shoes fell victim. Luckily, they were on sale.

If anybody questions what to get me for Christmas, please start here. Fanx. I don't think there could be anything from this store that I wouldn't love.