Have I been reading too much chick lit? Has the "word crack" as my sister now puts it, gone to my brain? Because I have been finding myself buying shoes, clothing, makeup, and purses. OMG. What happened. I totally blame Sophie Kinsella and Julie Kenner.

Check out the shoes.

Those came from payless and I had to go out and buy a dress JUST TO MATCH THE SHOES!! I know, how insane is that? They are totally comfortable and I adore them. I just want to walk around the house in them, singing music and dancing. They are gorgeous. But... but but but but then... we went shopping @ Torrid, which USED to be like Hot Topic for fat chicks, ok Larger Figured Women, but now it's like every other girly girly chubby store and there's only a small section that has the stuff that I really like, the hardcore, Tripp and HotLips stuff. Like my goth ballerina skirt. Sigh. Not pink and pastel crap. Gross. But I must say, now that I am slimming down, I like going in and screwing around and purposefully trying on extremely fugly dresses. :)

These shoes I bought from JC Penny's specifically to go with an outfit I found (scored) at Torrid that is SO me it makes me want to weep for joy that I can finally fit into clothing that speaks of my personality once again. Thank you Dr. Fobi. Whenever I feel pukey I will remember I have this outfit in my closet and that it took me seven years from when I last was able to dress this way in London until now and I could almost worship Dr. Fobi for helping me do this. Maybe I speak to passionately but I swear to you when I saw the top and skirt I cried because I was like, come to mommy. And then I had to ask EVERY WOMAN IN THE FRIGGIN STORE what they thought. It was A MOMENT. Like in the song "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt where he says "And she could tell by the smile on my face that I was f--king high, but I don't mind..." that's how I was. In the words of a great friend, I was stoked about this outfit. Majorly. Totally. Epically. :)

My floor needs to be mopped. LoL.

What to do?