Friday, January 8, 2010

I need to find a cheaper happy place.

Some girls eat their feelings. I, apparently, buy mine. Sadly, most of this has been purchased since returning to NoVA after college. The last year was kind of shitty and Urban Outfitters is my happy place. I haven't started packing my clothes to move yet. I was going to do that tonight but needed to clean first and tried to organize the shelves somewhat in the hopes that it would make the process easier...

Where in the hell did I get all this? Why do I own this many striped shirts and cardigans? You know how women like to say "you can never have too many cardigans"? I have 6. that's too many. 9 little black dresses. Also too many. I didn't count the striped shirts but it's a sizable stack. How many shows could have gone to were it not for that stack? Drinks with friends? Dinner? A movie or two? The dresses are worth a roadtrip or two, no doubt.

The thing is, I will pack up what is pictured and take it to my new place and try, fruitlessly, to find room for it there. Getting rid of it is only an excuse to buy more.


So here's the new rule: if I say I need more/new clothes. I'm lying.

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