I’m thinking about things that make me happy and about the way I spend my money. My favorite time to do it is when I travel, because going abroad enriches soul with new experience, but then again, my wardrobe means something to me and I cannot say with a clear conscience that a Chloe bag doesn’t stun me, or a pair of high heel shoes, which there can never be enough of. Our society is unfortunately based on facilitating feelings of guilt, when we come home with a piece that may not be essential. I’m not talking about compulsive shopping, but the purchase that is justified, because it bring us happiness and makes sure we know what nirvana feels like for at least 24 hours, so it’s okay to splurge.
I know, we all safe at the beginning of the year. December can get wild, the prices keep going up and the paycheck stays the same. At the same time, life happens and it’s supposed to be something other than bleak, so the least we can do is to choose the right friends, partners and people, who will make our time on this planet better. But if you’re having a bad day, if you’re feeling down, disappointed, sad or depressed, that new piece has the magical power to lift you up. It doesn’t have to cost a fortune, it can be a simple red lipstick in the perfect shade, perhaps a new perfume to make you feel lush, or some lingerie, because you know that will sooth your soul. I’m not going to write that you have enough of everything, because even if your closet is full of everything, dreams are still dreams and wishes remain wishes, so I don’t feel it’s right to give up something that could give you a boost, even if that doesn’t last forever.
We’re targets of critics or remarks about how we spend our money all too often. One way or another, I know we put everything before that bag: our kids, school, groceries, bills, family vacation. And we keep holding back and pushing things down to the bottom of our soul and put our foot down just so they don’t pop back up. It’s important to get rid of the guilt, so we better understand that we have our own wishes and what could be more right than to make sure ourselves that they come true. While I do wish you many men that could figure them out and fulfill them for you, I don’t really see that happening, at least not as quickly as if you take care of them yourselves. Not that men are mean or careless, it’s just that you’re able to sense the importance of it all best.
So if I ever see you at the store and you have a new palette of shades in your hands, perhaps a pair of name brand sneakers, fringe bag or anti-wrinkle cream, well, I won’t tell. Go to the cashiers and be happy. And know that I’m the next one in line after you.
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