What I’m Buying Today: More J. Crew Shit

I suck. I completely suck donkey ass.

I was doing so well! 6 weeks in and not a thing bought! GAHHHHHH, I am a truly sick individual.

You see, I had an out in this whole No Shopping Adventure. In my possession was a J. Crew gift card from Christmas that I was hoarding for the perfect opportunity. A pinch hitter, if you will. When times got tough and I was jonesing for something new, I could pull that bad boy out and hit the racks.

I knew exactly what I was going to buy today. This cardigan.

(On sale for $34.99!)

You know, the cardigan wasn’t really doing much for me on the website. Gray, ruffles, tissue tee material…it’s okay. I noticed it went on sale this week, so Wito and I took a little trip to J. Crew this morning. I tried it on and well, the clouds parted and I saw the light. It’s so cute and chic and perfect for my daily life. I had about $50 left on the card – I was just going to purchase it and run.

Until I saw the exact same cardigan in the most lovely shade of pink. NOT the shade shown on the website, but a deeper, lovelier, PERFECT PINK THAT I JUST HAD TO HAVE. DAMMIT!

Then, Jay (the greatest J. Crew associate ever – damn you, Jay!) brought this top to the dressing room.

Also, on sale! In slub cotton! I WANT TO GO ALL THE WAY WITH SLUB COTTON.

I spent 50 dollars over the amount of the gift card.

Did I mention that I’m a huge failure who sucks donkey ass?

The shirts are still in the bag. I think I might take a couple of them back. I can’t believe I actually feel this crappy about breaking my no shopping mandate. What is happening to meeeeeeeee?

What would you do? Say screw it or take two of the items back?

Would You Like To Visit?

Looking at this.

Listening to this. (Imagine it on a 2-hour loop.)

PLEASE STOP RAINING.

Best Valentine’s Day Ever and WINBT Update

This whole not shopping thing is killing me dead. January was a breeze – who cares about the fall and winter has-beens? I don’t! However, February has been a different story. Spring fashion issues of my favorite magazines are in the mailbox, fresh and breezy looks from my favorite stores are popping up everywhere I turn, and new color palettes (silver grays! muted coral pinks!) are tempting me something fierce.

ARGGGGGGGGGH.

I am not ashamed to admit that I almost shed a tear over J. Crew’s spring catalog. Thumbing through the entire thing was just too hard for me – I had to break it up into tiny, manageable 10-minute increments over the course of a week. Of course, Southern California’s year-round beachy weather makes these catalogs nearly impossible to deny. See this darling bikini and cover-up?

J.Crew

Hello, I would like to wear this to the beach next week. (Love the detail on the top.) No need to wait for Old Man Winter to take a hike around these parts, thus fanning my Want Want Want flame.

I will remain steadfast.

To be completely honest, the reason I WILL remain steadfast is mainly due to my husband’s complete AWESOMENESS. For Valentine’s Day, he bought me the Wayfarers, the Martin+Osa pink top AND this fun navy cardigan:

Martin + Osa

(FYI – He scored a great deal on all three of these items at Martin+Osa. The sweater was originally 30% off PLUS he got an extra 30% on all three items.)

((I feel strongly compelled to tell you that I wore the navy cardigan with a white wife beater, trouser jeans, orange flats and a gold necklace yesterday.))

(((The one thing I learned this week about the not shopping thing is when you DO receive something, you appreciate it MUCH more.)))

((((I serenaded my sunglasses yesterday. Everlong by Foo Fighters.))))

However, not the best part of the day by any stretch of the imagination! I received these beauties:

Wito helped select the flowers, which trust me, he would tell you if you were here. “I LOVE picking some flowers!” came out of his mouth 1,236 times yesterday.

Though, still not the best part!

D offered to make me dinner, take me out to dinner, whatever I wanted. My choice was an In-N-Out Double-Double (animal style, holla), french fries and a Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. All consumed while watching the NBA Slam Dunk contest last night on my couch. (12-foot dunk, Dwight? HOLY SHIT. Did you see how easy he made it look?)

Valentine’s Day, please visit again soon.

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