Friday, July 12, 2013

Tangles of my shopaholic heart

Roaming the market with a friend has always been one of my favorite exercises. The market will never cease to astound me. Its full of strange people, exotic smells, and funny things to buy. We were just aimlessly wandering when my eyes caught on to something incredible. 

It was miniscule. It was Pink. It was glittery. Did I mention that it was wee?

It was a Tiny Pink Hat.

How can anyone ignore that? A teeny tiny pink bowler hat covered in shiny pink sequins! I was so astonished at finding this object that I was immediately overcome by the insuppressible urge to possess this anomaly. I was a zombie. I HAD to buy that tiny hat! Right AWAY!

Unfortunately (or fortunately), my friend talked me out of it and swiftly pulled me away from the sight of it.  It was a tiny hat. It had absolutely no purpose at all. It wouldn't even fit an incredibly malnourished baby's head.

But I cant help but feel a slight twinge of wonder about the hat. For that second, I was under the spell that everyone comes across in the market. I guess some people call it "Impulse Buys" but to a shopaholic like me…it was simply magical.

Have you ever felt like that? What was your equivalent of my Pink tiny hat?