It started innocently enough. This afternoon after returning from a presbytery meeting I decided to stop at the new Coldwater Creek store to look for a black dress and jacket that I learned last night I needed to wear for my church choir's spring concert next week.
They had just the thing. But then I thought: I should get another jacket to go with it so that I could wear the dress somewhere else. I wouldn't wear that outfit anywhere but singing in a concert because it is a decidedly Puritan look. There was a cute black-and-white print one and a white on white embroidered one. Couldn't decide so I bought both.
A year ago I bought a pair of gaucho pants made out of this same black fabric. So then I said to myself, "if I bought the shell that matches then I could wear them with one of the two jackets." So I did.
Did I mention there was a sale? There WAS! Another pair of summer pants and top jumped into the bag and came home with me.
It's not my fault. I really didn't have the right kind of outfit for the concert. And my resistance was low after that committee meeting.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
They had just the thing. But then I thought: I should get another jacket to go with it so that I could wear the dress somewhere else. I wouldn't wear that outfit anywhere but singing in a concert because it is a decidedly Puritan look. There was a cute black-and-white print one and a white on white embroidered one. Couldn't decide so I bought both.
A year ago I bought a pair of gaucho pants made out of this same black fabric. So then I said to myself, "if I bought the shell that matches then I could wear them with one of the two jackets." So I did.
Did I mention there was a sale? There WAS! Another pair of summer pants and top jumped into the bag and came home with me.
It's not my fault. I really didn't have the right kind of outfit for the concert. And my resistance was low after that committee meeting.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
