a moral dilemma.

i have a shopping problem. there i said it. i admit it. i own it (or want to – if i can wear it!). it’s no secret that the shopaholic books are my absolute favorite (before they ruined them by making that atrocious movie!). sadly, i find them completely relatable, hilarious, and oh-so-very-true! (sophie kinsella ~ call me! let’s be bff.) anyway, i digress…

now i have an even bigger problem (no, it isn’t my lack of employment. or funds). one of my favorite (and ridiculously overpriced) stores recently made an error (in my favor ~ i know, i thought that was a myth that only happened in ‘chance’ cards in monopoly) and i now own a pair of $100 pants that i didn’t pay for. i can’t bring myself to wear the pants…and i haven’t yet taken them back (i know i should…right?!) so, what do i do?

i mean, i spend lots and lots of money at this store and they do have an outrageous mark up on their items…
but, i can’t reconcile that justification with the fact that i know the right thing to do would be to take them back…
oooor do i just pay it forward and give the pants to a friend??

help,
a confused shopaholic.

boots. boots! Boots. BOOTS. BOOTS!

i’m obsessed. i’ve always loved boots, but this year i just can’t get enough (and i still love depeche mode, so what?). it’s tough to find the perfect boots, they’ve got to fit in the leg as well as the foot…but when you do ~ ahh, bliss! you feel like a sexy cinderella.

i’ve had cowboys, ankle ones, high ones, lace up, fur lined, studded, buckled, flats, hiking, rain ones, suede, and leather. so comfy (sometimes). so versatile (ALWAYS).

boots are the bessssst. i love wearing them with skinny jeans, leggings, sweater dresses, shorts and tights, miniskirts, a-lines, and nothing at all πŸ˜‰

the only thing that gets me through the cold of the brutal san diego winters is knowing that i can rock my boots. all. the. time!

brrrrrrring on the brrs. i got my boots, boots, Boots, BOOTS, BOOTS!