I've noticed lately that I get much more satisfaction out of purchasing clothes than I do food. There was once a time that I would plan my free money around where I was going out to eat at over the next two weeks. I dont find myself doing that anymore, not since I've become a clotheswhore. And its not that Im going out and spending a whole lot of money or anything (if I have to pay more than $20 for an item it makes my heart hurt), I've just become even more obsessed with my appearance than I used to be. Although, when one finds a tshirt that says "blondes have more fun, brunettes can read", who could actually leave that on the shelf?

I did splurge on myself yesterday, though. I spent $27 on a compact. Yes, $27 on a single compact at Faces. No, I am not insane. I just have sensitive, oily skin that is prone to breakouts (so I needed something to cover blemishes), and the people at the makeup counter at the Bay were kind of dumb less than helpful the last time I shopped there. Even at the Bay I would have spent that much.

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