What it feels like to exercise self-restraint when shopping

I need 2 bras. Practical, day-to-day ones. I need some black trousers. Practical day-to-day ones.

But look at this lacy, wispy piece of decadent fluff! What a beautiful brassiere! And it has push-up! And multi-strap! And you can get it in ivory or with neon-pink piped lining! And those – those tangerine cropped pants. They have the black pair, but if I got the tangerine pair, I’d be so much happier! And I’d probably smell like Summer too!  If I got those tangerine pants, I could match them with my zebra-print t-shirt, but I’d probably need to buy that gold neck-collar. And, would you look at that? It’s 50% off jewellery. So I’ll get the gold collar to match the pants and then maybe I should get those stacked bangles and they have that bronze body harness – I should get that too. And probably a black tank to go under the harness. Oh God! Shoes! I’ll surely need some new shoes to with the tangerine pants. Now, that you mention it, I need another pair of trainers too. And they have the Nike Liberty range…€100, but I do like them, so very, very much.

Must. Have. NONE OF IT.

STOP.

2 t-shirt bras and these black trousers please.

What does it feel like to exercise self-restraints? SMUGLICIOUS*.

* I had enough change to get 6 Chicken Mc Nuggets on the way home.

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