Quick! Hide my bank account and the stash of $20s I have hidden under the bed, because we've reached emergency shopping status. I'm foaming at the mouth like a trash raccoon thinking about all the goodies that just got slashed in half and then some, including those sparkle boots up top that are now less than the ones I got at Madewell. Cheaper than the mall and full of dreams and wishes of a new sartorial future? I shouldn't have resolutions on the brain when I keep pretending to be able to fit exercise into today's schedule, but hey.
I'll absolutely be waking up at the crack of dawn Friday to get all of my blings n' things done so I can sneak a few odd minutes in before the in-person price slashing happens — there's a reg sale AND a sample sale at the same time, which is so beautifully confusing – but whether I cave on what must be a too-narrow bootie (HOW could they be so cheap?!), or save that stack o' billz for the cheapness this weekend, only time will tell.
Though...if I fill myself with an inordinate amount of espresso around the corner and get the MUST-DRESS-LIKE-RIHANNA-MUST-BUY-MUST-BUY fashion robot jitters, this creature coat is 1,000% absolutely coming home with me, whether or not that home is my own studio shack now that all of my loved ones have teddy-sleeve shunned me. If the IKEA monkey gets to choose, so should I.