Shopaholic

Three pairs of shoes, five tops, 2 pairs of dress pants, 1 new designer bag.

All in a span of 2 weeks.

This is by far my most obnoxious shopping spree. It was a spur of the moment thing, and it was obnoxious in the sense that the purchases were unplanned.

Seems like this shopping spree is a compensation of some sort – to fill up this hollow space, this void left by someone I choose to ignore for the past few days, weeks even.

Perhaps I should stop ignoring?

Nah. I have plenty of space in my closet and shoe rack.