Shopping Therapy

Why is it that buying a bunch of shit at the mall makes you feel so good?
It's probably not like that for everyone...I know I come by it naturally. My Mom gets positively giddy when she's shopping.

Yesterday, we had therapy. Mall therapy.

We started with a lunch of spinach artichoke dip and salad.
Then we hit the mall. I made use of some gift cards I got for Christmas.
I used one towards the purchase of a new black purse.
Got some new jeans and some "J.Lo" sweats. Fell in love with some beautiful teacups and saucers. Then I got sick from the cheesy spinach dip and while I was praying to God in the bathroom, my mom felt sorry for me and bought the teacup and saucer set.

We hit a few more stores then my favorite: Barnes and Noble.
My gift card bought me a calendar and the Collected Poems by Czeslaw Milosz.
After a few purchases of baskets and candles at Pier 1, I picked up some sushi and headed home to come down from my shopping high.

Professional therapy probably costs as much (if not more) as power shopping but you can't wear your therapy or eat it with chopsticks!

Posted by De at January 9, 2005 12:24 PM