Shoppaholic

I know it, you don't need to say that word, but yes I'm shoppaholic. I can walk in the mall and spend the whole tired day just trying things on and shopping. I love the feeling when you come home after closing time with all those bags with full of treasures. Just the scent of new shoes, new bag og jacket, that scent of new leather. It's incredible. Your feet hurts after walking the whole day in high heels, but in this case it feels good 'cause you know you've done something you love.

I don't even need to use a lot of money to get that satisfaction out of it. It can be a tiny thing like a scarf or other acessories, as long I love the thing I've bought. It's not the item itself, it's the whole shopping experince. I would lie if there would be a day without me not shopping anything. It's like a drug, a pleasure.

I don't even need necesserily have to buy for myself. I can use money to find a perfect birthday card to someone special. It can take me hours, but I love the feeling when I'm back at home and I have found that specific card after hours of search. 

Well, we all have our own demons, and this must be one of mine. I only live once and I want to live everyday like it would be my last. I keep shopping...