shopping’s a drug that women seem to be addicted to. it’s an itch that cannot be scratched, but can be cured by retail therapy.

since my birthday’s just around the block, i have one more reason and excuse to go for a guiltless spree. the thought of those lovely dresses, fancy blings and accessories, gorgeous bags, to-die-for shoes calling out my name is actually making me cringe in excitement and anticipation.

if women ONLY get to shop on their birthdays, then, it's gonna be a yearlong birthday.

time to hit the shops!