Something strange is happening...

The more complicated my life becomes, the more I have tended to shop of late.  I am able to justify buying just about anything as a NEED (even though I know I don't need it) and it's starting to make me feel uneasy.  Sick. Guilty.  I am experiencing major buyers' remorse, hiding the purchases from myself and pretending they were never made.  For the first time in my life I have items in bags tucked into the back of the wardrobe, unworn.  I am the sort of person who only used to buy things she loves and could not wait to wear them.  I then continue on with my love of the item and wear it to death for many months to come on high rotation.

I haven't been able to figure out whether I am buying things emotionally or buying things that I don't truly love.  Or maybe I'm hiding the items because I feel so guilty about buying them, as there's more important things I need. 

I tend to get swept up in the emotion of the purchase without thinking it through. And it's only happened to me for the first time in the last few months.  I was never THAT kind of shopper.  Never the girl with a wardrobe full of unworn clothes.   I've bought hundreds of dollars of make up even though I basically only wear tinted moisturiser and mascara.  Eyeshadow doesn't suit me (or I don't know how to apply it), yet I have 3 Nars duos somewhere over the Pacific Ocean making their way to my already overflowing make up drawer.  And this continual guilt has made me feel guilt about going on holidays in December, even though I've not had a break or a holiday in over 20 months...

What I wish I'd done was purchase a Yves Saint Laurent Ovale Arty ring instead of the mountains of junk I've purchased of late... at least I've lusted over the ring consistently since April.  It would have been cheaper too...

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