Most women turn to retail therapy to cheer themselves up when they are troubled or stressed. The most common form of it is clothes, bags or shoes, I reckon. I've never been much of a shopper for those items, except when I'm in need of new ones or for special occasions. I've always prided myself on being an exception in comparison to them, to sound a tad condescending here but with no malice intended.
Lately however, I've fallen prey to a different form of retail consumption - books and magazines. I do feel like a shopaholic, though in the literary form. Perhaps that explains why Sophie Kinsella's Shopaholic series is akin to me. Becky Bloomwood and I look to retail consumption as a form of emotional therapy but of course, we've different tastes and my finances are definitely not deviant towards debt. Yes, I do spend considerable amounts of money each time I embark on these shopping sprees but my finances are still pretty much in order.
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