So this may be one of those " you had to be there stories", but I think its pretty funny.
Yesterday my mom got these super cute floral flats from Target for only 12 bucks.
I asked her if they had other colors and prints.
They did.
I have been on the hunt for some plan, black flats for awhile now, but I haven't found any that I really love. I decided that I was going to swing by on my way home from work and just check it out. Fortunately and Unfortunately we have a Target located conveniently down the street from me. I LOVE Target.
As mentioned in a previous post I love shopping and am horrible about saving money.
I walked into Target and started heading towards the shoes. Then I got distracted by these cute, simple tank top dresses that were only 15 dollars. I thought about how I could dress them up with a cute cardy (cardigan) and some fun necklaces. I grabbed a black one and kept walking, but didn't get too far because I saw the exact cardy I wanted to wear with my soon-to-be new tank top dress. I wanted every color, but decided on two that I "just had to have" and walked on.
I walked through the swimsuits. Stopped. Let out a sigh and decided I don't quite want to think about swimsuit season yet and walked on. I ended up being in Target for about an hour. Spent $50.00 and didn't even make it to the shoes.
Good job, Cort.
I walked into my house, Target bag in hand..which held a new dress, 2 adorable cardigans and a tiny bit of guilt...oh, and gum. I don't feel too guilty because it could have been much worse and I LOVED every purchase made. I headed straight to my mothers room to tell her that her youngest daughter should probably seriously consider a little shopping rehab.
Before I walked into my mothers room she greeted me at the doorway.
The conversation went a little something like this...
"Mom, I have a problem..."
she glanced down at my hands that were gripping my new (adorable) purchases.
" uh oh...what'd ya buy?"
" ok, just hear me out..."
(sidenote: I got my hair done yesterdy. I am now an all over creamy, warm blonde. At first I didn't know how I felt about it, but now have decided that I LOVE it. It's amazing the confidence boost that can come with changing your hair.)
Then I went on trying to justify my recent shopping spree and saying things like "..I was feeling really blah lately and then I got my hair done and now I feel cute again...and now having cute hair makes clothes look especially cute on me.."
I just kept talking about how I can't help myself, its so hard for me to not buy stuff and I love shopping and yadda, yadda, yadda...
My mom just stood there in the doorway...nodding her head.
"hmmmm....yeah.....soo what'd ya buy?"
I started to make my way further into her room to show her my new items when...
pause.
" What the?!?!..."
My mom had 3 Target bags full of HER new items from HER recent shopping spree. 2 pairs of shoes, shirt, cardigan, new purse, new wallets....
nice, mom.
P.S. Its really nice when you and your mom wear the same size shoe.