*groooooan*
i made a booboo.
it’s all my mom’s fault.
she said she wanted a particular red handbag from calvin klein. i went on the site and next thing you know, i spent a couple hundred – on clothes for myself (sorry, mom, couldn’t find the bag)!
it only got worse from there.
somehow, i started looking at handbags. not any handbags – satchels. not any satchels – american-brand satchels. save me from myself, this is bad. next thing i know, i’m spending a few hours perusing american-brand satchels. you know how it goes – once you view the site, it shows the exact same product when you open new pages. it’s as if it’s taunting me: “you thought you could escape? not a chance. you’re in satchel hell and we’re keeping you here.”
you see, i shop a lot more in december. first, my birthday is in december, and i always “spoil” myself. usually i just buy myself one thing, but i think i’m on purchase… 3? 4? who knows. then, i get a bonus, so i do some extra shopping with that. then, i’m buying presents for family and friends and – as was the case with ck – i sometimes end up getting more things for myself.
i am a shopper. i mean, i can shop. you’d be impressed, trust me. as it is, i only have so much money to shop, so that tempers that impulse. still, like many things, once i start, it’s harder to stop.
and boy, can i be impulsive! (i’m sure you’re not surprised.) it can be reeeally, reeeally tempting. i start tan-knuckling it.
so what’s my trick for not buying everything i see?
sleep on it.
my rule is i can’t buy the item that day, even if it’s on a site like gilt or ruelala or ideeli or hautelook or… (see, i told you i can shop!) i have to wait until the next day.
the crazy thing is often by the next day, i’m sane enough to not buy whatever item(s) i was salivating over the day before. that doesn’t mean i no longer want it, but at least i can pass.
there was this dooney & bourke satchel i was thinking of buying tonight. really thinking about buying. and (in adia-handbag-buying-world) it was fairly affordable. i had to resist, though. we’ll see how i’m feeling tomorrow. hopefully the desire will have passed enough that i won’t buy it.
fingers crossed.