I'm a girl that
likes to shop. But lately, its a habit thats gotten a little out of control, to the point where I was ordering things to my work address and smuggling them home up to my room to avoid my mother's judgement.
I daren't calculate
just how much I have spent in the last couple of months but considering I blew nearly £100 in one brief online shop and have been fairly constantly drip-feeding my need for MORE THINGS since, I'm sure
it can't be pretty...
Here's an example of one week's ridiculous shopping:
- A pair of shoes
- CD
- 2 vintage jumpers

- 2 pairs of earrings
- 2 necklaces
- A Kigu (I finally took the plunge into the ridiculous)
- Bestival tickets (big ol blow to the bank account)
- 1 ring
- 1 pair of bikini bottoms
- 1 tank top
Now, I don't need no professional to explain to me whats going on here.
I'm very aware that since being shoved from my comfortable nest of coupledom I've been spending like there's no tomorrow in order to fill the sudden horrible gaping hole in my life.
(I guess it's better than filling it with alcohol and drugs, right?)
And I know that this will gradually get better, and instead of feeling like there's a gaping hole in my life that needs to be filled with more and more THINGS, I'll eventually just be
happy
And until then, I might just have to have this little beauty (all in the aid of healing of course ;) )