At the age of eleven, I was already a full-fledged shopaholic who, essentially, was benched due to lack of funds. I had these little daydreams where I imagined getting stuck in the mall, or getting a bag to take around and load up with anything I wanted. Or maybe a mall-for-life gift card? It was always the mall in my daydream, and our mall didn’t even have a Nordstrom or anything really good. I did a lot of shopping at Claire’s, Aeropostale, PacSun, and the like. There was so much possibility in those stores!
I’m partially convinced it was books and TV that gave me this sickness – it seems like every TV show or movie had some kind of makeover and/or shopping spree scene in it. And if you’re Julia Roberts, you even got to leave the saleswoman who had been rude to Hooker You the day before at a loss for words.
The point of all this is that I have done some sort of if-only roundups for years. They’ve just gotten less PacSun and more expensive. If you have to dream, dream big, right? The weather’s getting chilly, fall is on my mind, and I’m coveting:
L’Agence sweater from Barney’s
Philip Lim trousers from SSense
Isabel Marant shoes (Ebay)