I know, I know. I'm 31. I have a new baby and real responsibilities now. It's time to grow up - no more frivolous shopping...
But I regressed badly today. Credit cards and online shopping. It was such guilty pleasure. I fell in love with ... a gorgeous handbag. But I denied myself that and felt a little more virtuous. But not virtuous enough to refrain from buying those new tops.
I blame some of it on IT who shopped in London over the weekend, making me extremely envious. After all, I consider Harrods to be my spiritual home.
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