Two words: retail therapy! A term that is all to often passed over without much more thought than the literal. What it is about material wealth that brings joy and happiness into our lives? When you are feeling a bit blue, just simply do as Fergie says, “Buy a bag and get over it.”
Going on Day Three of my couch binge, I found my laziness to be a source of comfort. I had no inspiration to do anything and no feelings of shame associated with my obvious uselessness. I gathered enough ambition to finally get online and pay some bills (insert sad face) when I had discovered that Victoria Secret had increased the limit on my credit card. Immediate excitement flooded my veins. I got up, dressed up, and headed to the outlets with not a care in the world. At this point I felt young and in control of my life again. I was hopeful for the future. What had I been so down about anyway? Everything was gonna be alright.
I walked around the outlets for a bit, primarily because I could not find the store I was looking for, and was overwhelmed with immense feelings of opportunity. I felt a sense of belonging just being in the midst of all the shoppers. Once I finally reached my destination, it was as if I had just walked through the doors of Willy Wonka’s factory. Bins amongst bins of clearance and racks of sales! I became anxious with excitement and a bit overwhelmed as I looked around. There was so much stuff! What if I miss something? What if I don’t get there in time and my perfect item becomes someone else's? I started
From Miami: For the Love of Labels
by Nicole Shank