i have lost a dear friend - like a sister to me over the holiday weekend. she did not die but she might as well had. she turned into someone i didn't know or would of cared to know now. unfortunately, i am left to mourn what is not there anymore by my favorite kind of therapy.
not the best time to indulge as i have been my job has been in question (and still is!) and this economy does not make most feel like going out and spending money. well i have been hunkering down for months now and i need to find some new stuff! so in the past few days i have commissioned a new bag from a bespoke "artist" that creates leather bags. i bought two already off his site and had one made to my specifications. my version of hunkering you know - instead of another chloe - which my husband says never again. i will choose handmade and unique, from etsy.com instead of big name and expensive. i can still feel special. yesterday at zara i got 2 dresses and a top. i have also bought 8 pairs of shoes, sandals and boots today. so i should be feeling better right? the loeffler randall emmy boots i picked up almost healed all wounds like time would have but the sad feeling has crept back. i would go hug the chunk (my favorite medicine) but he's sleeping.
