At this point the thought of retail therapy just sounds SO GOOD! I just want to uncontrollably buy shit and be absolved. Products do not send me on an emotional bender, like concerts do. Counting Crows AND Augustana! Dream come true. Most likely not though. I want to be positive about it. I respond to my feeling of losing friends by sending out angry messages. Not so positive. But it seems to be a popular opinion. Yeah, whatever. Cry more.
But back to retail therapy. So good. My mind is a loop of: Colorado, beaches, products, routines, massages, road trips, mountains, facials, fresh air, hair treatments, horseback riding, books, haunting music, sunshine. I want it all so much. I've missed it so much more than I realized. I am in love with the trivial choices and priority of luxury, the lighting in department stores, the smell of new things. I want to clean everything up and get shit in order. And strip it all away in the mountains.
A list:
MAC Select Moisturecover Concealer (use color wheel)
Mineralize Skinfinish Natural
Acne.org BP Treatment; Olay moisturizer
YSL Parisienne
D&G Light Blue
Books books books!
Basically so many things...
