Retail Therapy

After a shitty day complete with teary-eyed meltdown in the middle of class and crucial sugary Starbucks peppermint mocha injection, I still needed more to bring me outta the practicum induced funk.

So, Christian and I went shopping and out to dinner at our favorite restaurant in Richmond, this tiny little Mexican place called Su Casa on W. Broad. Best tacos I have ever had. I crave them. I dream about them. And my dreams came true last night for a total of $24.00 w/tip.

Then it was off to Marshall's, for guaranteed cheap clothes. I have purchased new clothes 3 times in the past year: in January I bought some socks. In August I bought some shorts. In October I bought a sweatshirt. Ladifrickinda. It was time to do some major damage and revamp my wardrobe.

Marshall's purchases: 1 pair of jeans, 2 pairs of pants (one casual, one dressy). One cashmere sweater (zip up with hood, my favorite). 3 pairs of knee high socks. Two pairs of patterned tights. One scarf, one pair of gloves. Total: $202.00

Next, Target. Something's up over there - they must have a new fashion buyer. The clothes were kickass cute and actually tailored to fit. I bought six tops of a variety of styles. I bought two black dresses, a belt, a pair of earrings and a hat. Some Burt's Bees balm. And two bottles of red wine. Total: $200.00

Then I came home and sent out my Amazon order:
One 4 Gb jump drive. 15 rolls of 35mm film (various speeds and styles). One battery for the Canon. One battery for the Minolta. An essay book on photography by Susan Sontag. Total price: 130.00.

And I felt so much better when I finished blowing my entire two-week stipend payment in one evening. A thousand times better. Maybe it's also because I've been so starved for new clothes after getting rid of so much when we moved to Richmond. Maybe it also has to do with the 15 bonus pounds I'm carrying on my gut and ass that's making me not fit right into what I have. Who knows? But retail therapy works, and I am proof.

After it was all said and done, we opened a bottle of merlot, sat on the couch, snuggling with each other, the dog and the cats, and watched A Beautiful Mind. And I thought I had problems...