“how come anything you buy will go on sale next week?” // e. bombeck
i’ll let you in a little secret : i like to pay full price.
i am not one to wait for a sale, but it’s not because i’m flush with cash, or don’t enjoy a deal. i just don’t have the stamina.
i don’t have the emotional capacity to brave the crowds, bracing myself for the epic search through racks and racks of seemingly endless bits of tat – waiting for that holy trifecta of perfect size, perfect style; a perfect piece of perfection.
enter thee internet.
i don’t seek it out – but you see, we’re in the middle of a season and now, now is when they get you. you’re just sitting around totally unsuspecting, your defenses are down – you’re without a care in the world, and the next thing you know you’re clicking on the checkout link; riding a high of purchasing whatever and what-have-you at a discounted cost whilst wearing sweat socks and a ratty tee and eating ice cream straight out of the tub.
oh yeah. i need to get out of the house.