I felt like a kid in a candy store - sort of Willy Wonker-ish - as I roamed from aisle to aisle through Macy's and Bloomingdales. Seemed as if I hadn't been in a department store for over 100 years. In an instant, the adrenaline started flowing and I was flush with excitement over all that glittered and brightened my spirit.
When you linger too long in one spot, you know you're in trouble. But, buying just one little trinket for myself wouldn't hurt, right? Well, that one trinket turned into a new coat, some really awesome black books, a new sexy animal print bra and the hottest textured hosiery on the shelves today. I promised myself as I waddled to my car with an armful of packages, that 'this was it!'. I wondered if they have a hotline or something I could call for help. Maybe a shopping 12-step program. Admittedly I really need to exercise a whole lotta self-control on my next trip to the mall. Felt damn good, though.