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"Pamper yourself, spoil yourself a little, and enjoy life to the fullest. It is said that keep a clean home, nourish your body, pamper yourself and you will feel blessed!" 
- Chandresh Bhardwaj

I had a rare weekday off yesterday and decided to go shopping.  Anyone who knows me knows that I hate crowds and I'm not a fan of malls.  However, I had some gift cards to use and knew it wouldn't be crazy at 10 AM on a Wednesday morning, so off to the mall I went.  I went into a couple of stores and picked up a bunch of things before inevitably putting them down.  Stores like Forever 21 really make me feel a. old and b. overwhelmed, but I know some gals who have gotten some awesomely cute outfits from there!  I still couldn't do it, though and left there empty handed.

 After walking around and deciding I couldn't spend any money, my phone dinged with a $20 off coupon from White House Black Market.  I turned on my heels and went in.  The guy there was super helpful and helped me put some really adorable outfits together.  I bought a basic pair of cropped pants and a couple of really pretty Spring inspired tops.

 As soon as I got into my car, though, I had buyer's remorse.  I'm really bad at spending money after using my early twenties NOT worrying about that sort of thing resulting in debt.  I've learned a massive lesson, though, and am now really bad about splurging on anything for myself.  I love gift buying, but when it comes to myself, I struggle.  However, after getting home, looking at my cute and practical outfits, I decided to give myself a little break and be joyful in my good deals!  It was a little splurge on myself and that brings a smile to my face!

 It's not a habit I plan on getting into, but that just sweetens the deal...
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