For the love of Fashion

Love at First Sight

This is a letter of sorts. A reach out to all the girls out there who have been where I am at one point or another. This is the story of how I fell in love , lost my mind and ruined my life , all in one year.

You know that feeling you get when you see him. The One. And in that moment he seems like the only person in a crowded room. Your palms get sweaty and your heart skips a beat and blah, blah,blah. Then you start to picture all the thing you guys could do together. Kissing in the rain, sharing hot chocolate on his couch wrapped up in a blanket, mind blowing sex, and all that good stuff. Now keep in mind that this is all happening in 1-3 mins, you're sitting there fantasizing but you really look like some creepy girl who may be high. Well, that feeling , I get that too, but instead of men, it's Shoes and bags, belts, dresses,shirts,pants the list goes on.

Some women dream about abs and biceps and what's underneath his pants but me ? I dream about Prada, Gucci, Balenciaga and the rest of the gang. I mean don't get me wrong I love a shirtless Taylor Lautner and chocolate as much as the next gal but my true guilty pleasure is Fashion. I would jump into bed with a pair Jimmy Choo's any day , and i'm in a long term relationship with my credit card.

The last real relationship I had lasted 6 months. It would have lasted longer if I didn't steal his credit card and spend it like I had no sense. Saks was having a 70% percent off everything sale and my credit card had been used to it's extent. So what else is a girl supposed do!?

I have a problem , I know it's not healthy. i think some people call it cumpulsive shopping, i just call it love. But it's like drugs, once you take that first hit, you just cant stop.

This is the story of my journey to recovery. So if you're the kind of person who cant bear to see great pain and suffering , you should just get up and leave now. Or you could stay, you just might learn something.