Friday, April 23, 2010

Dear Victoria Secret

We have shared many, many wonderful moments over the years together. You are always there for me when I’m in the market for new sexy undies, casual summer dresses, and beach sexy attire. Every time we meet, you always have new items for me to look at and make my very own. Your craftsmanship on most items is great and I love how you save me money when I spend a certain amount with you! Your exceptional delivery options are my favorite, you are always at my door when you say you are going to arrive….unlike most MEN in my life, but that is an entirely different story! You have never let me down Victoria Secret…until now.


I got a very upsetting email from you this morning informing me that my shoes that I ordered back in February, the ones that were backordered until recently, will no longer be mine. You have cancelled out your last promise of these fabulous shoes shipping out on April 26th with the garbage that now, my order, has been cancelled….COMPLETELY! So tell me Victoria Secret, how can you do this to me and my feet? I was so looking forward to welcoming these shoes into the family and I have already set aside a place for them in my closet! Your email about these shoes shipping came at a very low point in my shopping life….meaning I have no SHOPPING life right now and these shoes were just the extra kick I needed to get through the next 38 days! I am disappointed beyond belief. Not only because these shoes were an 80’s party for my feet but for the simple fact that I was going to be getting something new to wear!! I haven’t shopped in 54 days and even though I forgot that I even ordered them, it was a nice surprise last week when you emailed me letting me know that they would be shipping out soon. Now you slap me in my face with the crap that “YOUR ORDER HAS BEEN CANCELLED"!


This rift between us, I am afraid, can never be undone. This disappointment will be with me forever….well okay…maybe not forever, probably just until I can shop again! But I do hold grudges and will think of this incident often and think of how you betrayed me when you failed to come through for me…like you always do!

Just hope you can live with yourself and live with not sending this fashionista what she deserves so much and for denying these fabulous shoes into my life.


Until we meet again,
Stacie

Friday, April 16, 2010

A SPECIAL “FORGOTTEN” TREAT

So I got an unexpected surprise the other day from Victoria Secret. Got an email confirmation that my shoes that I ordered back in February (they were backordered) will be shipping out on April 26th!! When I first read my email, it was a nice surprise, cause I HAD FORGOTTEN THAT I HAD ORDERED THEM!!!! Yes, it’s true. I read the email twice and had to click on the link to see what the shoes I had ordered looked like! Now you see why I had to do this challenge. It’s pretty bad to have items in my closet that I have never worn, but I think this might be rock bottom…FORGETTING THAT I ORDERED SOMETHING!! YIKES!


But just take a look at these wonderful shoes! I can’t wait for them to get delivered so that they can take their place in my wonderful world of shoes!! I already have the picture printed out and put on the shoe box and have it perfectly placed in my closet. The only thing missing…are the SHOES!! ( Swoon) They are an 80’s party for my feet!!!





Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Is This What A Crack Whore Feels Like?

So it’s been 37 days since I have started my journey and to be perfectly honest with you… I feel like a crack whore looking for their next fix! Well okay, not really, I am not really even sure what a crack whore feels like when they are doing whatever it is they do, but I am pretty sure that if they feel like I do, then it has to be a horrible sight! I know I am addicted to shopping and 37 days clean is an accomplishment for me, so I can only imagine how crack whores, drunks or druggies feel when they are on day 37.I am itching for my next …SHOP!

Up until this past weekend, it’s been pretty easy for me not to shop or even think about shopping. But ALL freaking weekend…SHOPPING was all I could think about. Maybe it was because it was a long holiday weekend, maybe it’s because it finally feels like springtime or maybe I just really want to go buy NEW clothes and change up my wardrobe, dangit! Yes, I will go with the last one...


So what the hell did I do all weekend to pass the time you ask? Well, I pretended to shop online! Yes, I actually went onto my favorite websites and filtered through page after page and loaded my cart up with all the goodies that I so would love to purchase. (Pathetic…I know) Once I did all this, I went to my shopping cart and went through the entire process of purchasing them and at the very last moment I closed out. It’s so depressing when you really think about it. Like why in hell would I ever put myself through that torture? Well to be perfect honest with you, I don’t have the slightest idea why. But I will admit, after I did this a few times, and saw the total (yep saved myself like $900) of each of my “fake” purchases, I felt much better. Sounds crazy, I know, but it was a good feeling to be able to look and not buy. Maybe I just learned what “Window Shopping” is. I never understood the concept growing up, just ask my mother. She would always tell me, “You know Stacie…you don’t always have to buy everything that you see. You know there is such a thing called window shopping.” My thoughts back to her were “Why on earth would anybody go to the mall and just look?" The concept didn’t make much sense to me then and still doesn’t make much sense to me now, but boy oh boy did I window shop this weekend! I am just not sure how long this pretending thing will last. I can only fake myself out so much before I start to catch on….


I haven’t pinpointed why it hit me so hard this weekend, but I can only assume it has to do with withdrawals. I miss the smell of new clothes, I miss the feeling of trying on new clothes and then walking out with bags and bags of goodies. The one thing I don’t miss….my credit card being outrageously high!