Retail Therapy

Not going into details, but I've faced a series of disappointments in the last nine months. One thing I try to do is just pick myself up again and just keep going. You know, remember to wake up in the morning and breathe in and out sort of thing. Overall, I think I'm doing okay. But my closet would say otherwise. When 'something sad' happens, I buy myself a present. Not just any sort of present, but some big ticket item that I've wanted for a while. At times, I am lucky enough to get them on sale. Other times I just pay retail because I just don't care.

Here's a short list of presents to myself:
- Ferragamo black frame handbag--it's a classic. I just love it.
- Christian Louboutin garnet red patent leather slingback stillettos--they are spectacular. I did a post just about them a few months ago.
- Christian Louboutin black pointed toe stillettos--I channel Angelina Jolie in Mr. and Mrs. Smith when I put them on.

Don't get me wrong, I am not spendthrift. Mr. J and I aren't in debt because of my Louboutin addiction. I have plenty of classics in my closets and have used them for many years. I don't follow trends that look bad on me. I shunned bell bottoms, leggings, neon anything, etc. At this point in my life, I'm trying to develop a more Parisian sensibility when it comes to fashion. I like simple stuff, and then try to stay current with accessories. One thing I try to remember is that I cannot afford to by cheaply. Badly sewn clothing either looks bad, or doesn't hold up. Cheaper shoes don't fit and give me blisters--plus they cost more to rehab than they did to purchase. Also, I don't like clutter. No really. NO REALLY.