In essence, I blame everything on Trixie .
You see, the good woman Trixie was the one who first prompted this detox. She suggested that perhaps she was shopping too much and I thought, you are indeed on to something sister. Let us unite and support each other through a rather arbitrary, but no less, difficult and challenging task of not shopping for things to wear for a month. I then upped the ante, but Trixie did not follow.
Oh, indeed, Trixie did not follow.
She has remained true – so far as I know – to the task. I am led to believe that she has refrained from fashion-based purchases. But she has felt the need to test me. Yesterday I received an email from the good woman with this subject line:
Your invitation: Private designer sample sale
Yes, dear readers. Temptation has a name and that name is Trixie.
It promised everything I hold dear: Discounts.
And yet I remained strong, dear readers. That I did – although I must say it did help that the images were corrupted and I was unable to read anything other than the subject line.
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