My significant other made a simple, stoic statement over lunch and cocktails yesterday. "Shopping for you is hard". I second that emotion. Shopping for myself is hard. I often suffer from an eternal case of buyer's remorse, spending more time and energy returning my purchases than keeping them and giving them a good, loving home.
Lately, I have been enforcing a new technique. I add something to my Universal wish list, and if I still love it-want it-need it-have to have it one month later, then it shall be.
We are now 6 weeks shy of my next birthday, and one of the beautiful things about penning my own fashion blog is that I can fill it with subliminal hints, i.e. I want one or more of these pretty little above the knuckle rings that are made of real gold and won't turn my fingers black/green. It's been a month and I still love them-want them-need them-have to have them, so hopefully, then it shall be. A Catbird and/or Etsy gift card will do.
That wasn't so hard, was it?