I walked into the mall earlier this week "just for some tights," and woke up at the exit with three shoeboxes and an absolutely virginal bank card... )) I got home, opened the fridge, and the only food there was the light bulb and an empty shelf that basically hinted that for the next three weeks I'd be eating exclusively aesthetics and contemplating these divine pumps... :) so now I'm sitting here, chewing on an imaginary delicacy and affectionately stroking my new handbag instead of dinner, while texting my friend that I'm on a super-exclusive detox, though in reality, my budget is currently thinner than the stiletto on my new shoes... )) colleagues at work ask why I'm so energetic and fast, but I'm just afraid to stop because on an empty stomach, any draft starts to make me sway... :) the funniest thing was this morning when I tried to explain to my cat that his premium food is temporarily being replaced by "the spirit of high fashion" and my kisses on the nose, but he looked at me like I was insane and went to gnaw on a boot box... )) I almost... well, you know, when I realized that shoes for breakfast are beautiful, sure, but discount pasta is still closer to the heart... :)) wishing everyone successful shopping trips and for your credit limit to be as infinite as spring! :) ))