I was, once more, on a shopping diet - because everyone has been boring me to death with the fact that I need to save money (which I really do) – which meant not by clothes, shoes or any pretty things I do not really NEED; even though you could argue (and trust me I did) that the concept of need is very relative but anyway, once more I was not supposed to shop and I knew it.
It lasted something like…hmmm a good week until I failed miserably.
Indeed, as I was, yesterday, innocently walking through the Kaufingerstrasse (and by the way, in Kaufinger there is “Kauf” which means “Buy”), I had the objective to buy just chalk (climbing chalk), therefore I was supposed to spend exactly 3,49€. That’s right. So I bought chalk. I also bought a new skirt, the t-shirt to go with and this little cute jacket that just goes perfectly with it. I thought of buying just the skirt, and coming back for the rest, because that would have been the least unreasonable thing to do. But it did not happen, of course, mostly because i went like that: “hmmm I really should not…*thinking hard about it* No I should not. But I will. So what, sue me!”
It is not in my nature to not buy, especially when I find such a perfect and cute outfit. And seriously I do not know why I keep going against my nature, it is NOT WORKING.
I can’t say if I am a born- shopaholic or if I grew to be one. The good old innate vs. acquired debate. So just in doubt, I am going to do what Freud taught us to, any time you have an issue: blame it on your mother.
So Maman, it is all your fault.
Ladies and Gentlemen, when I was not even out of babyhood (maybe one to two years old), my Mommy used to seat me in my baby chair and give me some clothes catalogues to look at, La Redoute & Les 3 Suisses and I would look though their pages happily (and quietly) for hours, tearing the pages I liked and looking further. That’s right. When I was only a baby. And I am not even making that up, my mom is telling me every time I see her (and show her the new stuffs I bought): “this is all my fault…”.
Yes it is. Now if you excuse me I need to sort my clothes in my cupboard to make some room.
It lasted something like…hmmm a good week until I failed miserably.
Indeed, as I was, yesterday, innocently walking through the Kaufingerstrasse (and by the way, in Kaufinger there is “Kauf” which means “Buy”), I had the objective to buy just chalk (climbing chalk), therefore I was supposed to spend exactly 3,49€. That’s right. So I bought chalk. I also bought a new skirt, the t-shirt to go with and this little cute jacket that just goes perfectly with it. I thought of buying just the skirt, and coming back for the rest, because that would have been the least unreasonable thing to do. But it did not happen, of course, mostly because i went like that: “hmmm I really should not…*thinking hard about it* No I should not. But I will. So what, sue me!”
It is not in my nature to not buy, especially when I find such a perfect and cute outfit. And seriously I do not know why I keep going against my nature, it is NOT WORKING.
I can’t say if I am a born- shopaholic or if I grew to be one. The good old innate vs. acquired debate. So just in doubt, I am going to do what Freud taught us to, any time you have an issue: blame it on your mother.
So Maman, it is all your fault.
Ladies and Gentlemen, when I was not even out of babyhood (maybe one to two years old), my Mommy used to seat me in my baby chair and give me some clothes catalogues to look at, La Redoute & Les 3 Suisses and I would look though their pages happily (and quietly) for hours, tearing the pages I liked and looking further. That’s right. When I was only a baby. And I am not even making that up, my mom is telling me every time I see her (and show her the new stuffs I bought): “this is all my fault…”.
Yes it is. Now if you excuse me I need to sort my clothes in my cupboard to make some room.
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