I have a disorder. And it’s a big one. I am a shopper. But now that I think about it, the word “shopper” doesn’t even do it justice…because it’s something greater than that. Something far larger and nastier. The fact is that I don’t really even like shopping. I loath the mall and can’t spend more than an hour or two roaming the sample sales or boutiques. So the issue is not so much that I’m a shopper as it is that I’m a buyer. Sometimes I wonder if I am singlehandedly supporting the local economy. That is obviously a gross exaggeration, but I can say with some certainty that I’m definitely doing more than my share. I am told that I have a buying disorder. And, when you combine anything with “disorder,” there’s a clear negative connotation. (My bank account would attest to this.) But I would also like to point out that with my tendencies towards excess comes something wonderful- an excessively extensive wardrobe. I have clothes for days and then some. Take this glorious Vivian Chan skort. I loved it so much, I eventually bought it in three colors. And who in the world would have shoes and a blouse to match this minty hue? None other than this girl. Some say disorder. I prefer to think of myself as a creature of excess. Eh, potato, potatoe.
Vivian Chan “Rosie” skort, Vivian Chan crop top (similar $, similar $$), Jenni Kayne mules (similar $$$), Kelly Wearstler ball cuff (similar $), bodychain (similar $, similar $$,similar $$$$), Artelier World Cuff, XIV Karats necklace (similar $$$$), Catbird, XIV Karats and ginette_ny rings (similar), Kevyn Aucoin “Matte Lip Color” in Timeless
Photos by Michele LoBosco