January has been a spendy month for me.
Partly this can be attributed to the winter grims. I hate the cold, I hate the dark, and I need a little something cute to perk me up. Or many little something cuteses.
For that reason, and that reason alone, I bought two dresses - one black and bias-cut and one brown and empire waisted - at Proper Topper earlier this month. Both on sale and both expansion-friendly. But neither cheap.
But utterly necessary. You understand.
Right after starting to post about the preg, I went on an online maternity spree. I ordered, at the suggestion of several readers, a bunch of maternity stuff from Target. All of it was cheap, and cute, and comfy-looking. And I ordered enough to qualify for the $50 free shipping! So really, I was saving with quantity!
However, while it technically counts as already shipped, in that USPS has received the request, it has an expected delivery date of January 29-March 6. What the fuck are they doing with it in the meantime? And what kind of that is a time span for shipping in the same goddamn country?
Anyway. The next day, Betty and I headed over to TJ Maxx, one of my favorite places on this earth. I bought a ton of cutie cute little (not so little) empire-waisty things - all, alas, for when it gets warmer, except for a pair of super comf black yoga pants.
When it gets warmer, though, I am going to be all empire waisted and cute. I've decided. And spent.
And then, then I got a sale email from REI. I typed in "maternity" and they had a couple Prana pants and tops that looked cute. So I Googled, found them cheaper at a place called Altrec (the sportier among us may know it already; I didn't) and promptly ordered. They should arrive in a couple weeks.
And then then (thenly!?) the beautiful and fabulous Tori swooped into town for the inauguration. In the cutest sweater ev-ver - dark blue with a red Chinese dragon on the side. She'd just ordered it from Bluefly. I promptly jumped online. Even though we were at a party and I had to borrow Sam's computer. Sometimes shopping desperation is like that.
It just arrived. Black with a blue dragon. I can wear it for like, 15 more minutes. But I love it so. Maybe it will change my life in those 15 minutes?
Not only that, but strolling around the next day we both bought Obama shirts. Cute, screen-printed ones that say, "Obama. That's my DJ!"
Also utterly necessary.
But now, I just have to sit on my hands the next time temptation strikes. Except that I need a new pair of jeans. And bigger warm pants.
Maybe those will be my only February purchases. Please hold me to it.