help me. I have this annoying yearning to buy, buy, buy. But I can’t, can’t, can’t. Not because I really can’t, but because I really shouldn’t. Do you know what I mean? How do you ignore that feeling you get when you just want something, and you want it RIGHT NOW? And with all those evil people in this world designing such beautiful things, and marketing them in ways you can’t ignore… there’s no winning. Doom. Die.
River Island Cocoon Skirted Dress with bow back, ASOS Lantern Skirt in Printed Jacquard, ASOS Enamel Zig Zag Rings, Marc by Marc Jacobs D2 High Tide Cork Bangle in dark blue, Kate Spade Au Contraire Hinge Bangle in flo pink and orange
As I’m writing this post, I almost bought the River Island Cocoon Floral Dress with the most adorable bow back. Almost. But I didn’t because I’m leaving next Thursday on vacation and it won’t arrive before then. Unless I pay $15 for express shipping. Which, I’m too cheap to do. Yes. Cheap.
And the ASOS floral-y lantern skirt? Want, too. If I had that, I could pretend to be one of those really feminine, chic fashion bloggers, and people might really like me. I’ll think about it.
Volcom Beach Cooler Bag, L*Space Dolly Fringe Bandeau / Fly Bottoms in Citrus, Reed Krakoff Two-tone sandals, We Are Handsome one-shoulder swimsuit, ASOS Blue Plastic Watch, BaubleBar Neon Chevron Drops, ASOS Skinny Cross Bangle, ASOS ‘Love’ Skinny Torq Bangle
But anyways, the Volcom Fooled You Beach Cooler Bag is really cool, because it really fools you, because it’s really a cooler bag, but it really doesn’t look like one. Cool, huh?
And I’m just really obsessed with the L*Space citrus fringe bikini because it looked so damn good on the damn good looking model that was wearing it. And if my boobays weren’t so non-existent and my hips not so conspicuous, I’m pretty sure the garden one-shoulder swimsuit would look like the shit on me too. Except, I just look like shit.
Maybe I’ll just poke my eyes out. Would that help? Oh god, I’m so depressing. No wonder I have no friends.
(I’m kidding. Please don’t feel sorry for me. Or I’ll just feel really sorry that you believed me.)