I love to shop. Yes, I should get this tattooed on my body, but that would be tacky. Instead, I'll just write about my obsession here, where more people can read my words.
I have always loved shopping. Vacations to the USA and Europe are always more amazing, because there is always some great shopping to be done. Bags filled with new purchases make me damn happy. I love placing new items in my suitcase and folding new bags underneath to bring back home with me, always risking being caught by customs for spending too much money. Yes, this has happened far too often for my liking. Of course, most of my favourite stores, with the exception of a few, are now in Ottawa, and if not Ottawa, in Toronto. So, I don't have to overdo it on the shopping when I'm on vacation now.
I have asked myself what is missing in my life that I have to use shopping as a substitute, and the answer is . . . nothing. No, my life is not perfect, but there is nothing missing. I'm not filling a void by buying new shoes, and it's not like I'm so bored I have to shop. Nor do I want to replace it with gardening.
I hardy have time to shop anymore, with work, and blogging, and family life, and friends, and being ever so present in my children's day-to-day lives. I don't go to the mall every week, even though I'd like to. Of course, there is another way to shop. A way to shop without even having to leave the house. A way to shop in which I can wear my pjs, if I want to. Heck, I could shop naked and no one would know. And so, it happened to me this weekend. I finally gave into online shopping.
Sure, I've bought things online before, like movies for my children I can't find anywhere else, or a pair of shoes that are not available in my size in stores, but for the most part, I love shopping in peson. So, I didn't give online shopping much thought. I like to touch—running my hands over new clothes—and I love trying things on before I pull out my credit card. With online shopping, you don't get to touch or feel or try on, you just have to trust your instinct and know your body. And know what you want.
For me, I currently want 1,200 dresses from ModCloth.
I'm in so much trouble, you guys.
I can't get these dresses out of my head!
I have planned attending events I'm not even INVITED to yet, knowing exactly what dress I'll wear. I bought one dress this weekend, and I have a few more in my must-have folder, ready to buy, if the first dress is a success. Yes, I've become addicted to ModCloth.
The best part? The affordable prices. The ridiculously wonderful how-can-I-stop-at-one-dress-they're-so-cheap kind of wonderful. And so, if you're looking for a specific dress—in red, white, blue or red—or if you're looking for a dress that'll make you look as good as the women on Mad Men, just go to ModCloth. You will find and find and find exactly what you're looking for, and then some. And you'll feel great. And the pretty dresses will make you keep coming back for more. And you'll be all like, "Who needs to ever get off the couch again? ONLINE SHOPPING FTW!"
Ahem. It was nice knowing you, PayPal account . . .
Disclaimer: I was not compensated at all for this post. However, if ModCloth wanted to sponsor my wardrobe for life, I would totally be down with that.
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