So my BF, also my roomie, is a compulsive shopper. The term shopoholic was designed with her in mind, she makes the WWIWT gals look like clothing conservatives. She literally has shopping blackouts where she cant remember what she bought on the return home…sweating, shaking, night terrors – the lot!
Me being sensible Sarah, I’m always trying to make her more money conscious, remind her about the “Big R”, and informing her that if you have bought more than five pairs of winter boots, in the last two weeks, coming into spring, you really don’t need another (true story).
Payday rolls around again and BOOM, BF arrives in the door under a sea of shopping bags. Old tactic – get them into the room as fast as possible while removing price tags. NEW tactic – buying me a shiny new present that easily distracts me from the mountain of new (un-needed) clothes, YAY!
Gold spectacles and moustache necklace – love it.
