Shopping and Skulls

After two days and negligible sleep and lots of work, guess what I did? Hit the stores, of course. Why nap when you can shop! There was an article I read somewhere about how we just say we're addicted to everything these days ( I think its this months Elle, India). Maybe that's my disease, maybe  I am just a shopaholic, a victim to the lure of items on the glossy pages of Vogue. The truth is, give me pretty little things to look at and buy and a stack of fashion magazines with some iced tea and I've got a whole bunch of afternoons figured out. 

Its not like I'm pioneering a new concept here, I think Confessions of a Shopaholic pretty much summed it up for all of us (and ensured I use only debit, and not credit, cards). But when is it too much?

After much looking, a multi finger skull ring.
Perfect to add edgy to my feminine side

Is it wrong to feel blissful in a room full of leopard print and bright lingerie? Is it wrong to waltz around looking for new members to my belt and skirts collections? Maybe if I prefer it to sleep, and continue that pattern.

Are you an addict to shopping, succumbing to your every urge to buy that latest pair of Pallazo pants and shimmery orange eye shadow? Fortunately for my bank account, I am stuck in a crazy life of  law student who also lives a forty-five minute auto ride (at the best of times) from decadent piles of handmade stationery and leather bags.
Keeping reading, I'm looking for was to combine my love for stationery, fashion and laziness. DIY time, baby. DIY, soon up.:)

Conditioned Behaviour

We all seem to have certain patterns. In life, with habits, relationships, work, and so on. My terrible pattern is not finishing. I plan brilliantly, set targets achieve for a few days and then poof. Unless there's an appreciative audience (even singular), or the work is terribly important, my efforts die down pretty soon until I work up the energy and re-start, from scratch. Which is a rather awful strategy. This blog for instance, I haven't blogged in a while and I felt like doing it again, so I was about to hit delete and restart, which makes no sense. So, resolution one, break pattern, resolution number two: stay true to resolution number one. I wont succumb to Pavlov's bell. So hah!
If only it was as easy to apply this to relationships. :p

What are your patterns? Considering breaking out?