Just because it’s on sale doesn’t mean i should buy it, right?

So today i went over to Shangri-La to meet with my friend. We were chatting last night and she mentioned that she’s looking for a dress and/or a belt to wear on her gimik this coming Saturday. So naturally i told her Zara is having a sale and suggested that she check it out. She knew that i didn’t have any class on Wednesdays and asked if i wanted to go with. Naturally i said yes. Lol.

We ended up going to Mega also, just so i could go to their dept store. I’m looking for a pair of Chinese slippers/shoes to gift my Inay on her 90th birthday. My parents already got her this Cheongsam and i suggested i look for a pair of shoes to go with that. Sad to say, we weren’t able to find any. We ended up buying things for ourselves. And eating at Red Mango of course! I found a new fave snack, without the guilt.

Now that i got home, i’m feeling a bit guilty for buying all those stuff. I mean, over the weekend, i already bought a pair of gladiator sandals, black tank top, and tunic/dress, all from Zara. Did i mention they’re having a sale? And then a couple of weeks before that i bought a black maxi dress from Gap (not on sale, what was i thinking?) and a spanking new red wallet (sale from Mango). Not to mention the 2 LVs i bought a month before.

I’m feeling slighty guilty over my new purchases, although i got them cheap. A pair of skinny jean (my first pair ever, can you believe it?), black patent heels from Charles and Keith (not on sale but i’ve been meaning to buy a new pair since last March), and a pair of black leggings (also from the dept store)… But then i went back to Zara Glorietta to get that other tunic/dress i tried on yesterday. I thought it was P1,350 so imagine my surprise and delight when i went to pay for it the lady said it was only P745. Cheap! Almost 50% off.

I have got to stop this spending spree i’m in. I can’t seem to help myself. Ever seen that movie Confessions of a Shopaholic? I feel kinda like her, although i pay in cash. And it’s not that i’ve always been a big spender. It’s just that lately i seem to have woken up and discovered the beauty of fashion. I mean, if you met me when i was in high school or college, my main interest (in spending) were video games, books, hobby collection. I guess my friend was right, i might just have been a late bloomer.

Why is it that when we buy stuff we feel good, but afterwards we feel a bit guilty? I do find retail therapy therapeutic. It soothes my nerves and gets my mind off things related to school. It gives me a huge dose of endorphins. But then i get the proverbial low. Mostly because i think i shouldn’t have endulged.

Ah well, i might be a victim of fashion but i’m not a fashion victim.