Both of my grandmothers loved shoes and clothes and jewelry. I believe that this is where I caught the fever. And although I long for an entirely new wardrobe, and desperately need it due to the fact that I’ve been wearing the same cheap crap for the last six years, I despise shopping for clothes so much that it actually makes my nail beds bleed and my hair to fall out- I avoid it at all costs. If it were widely and/or socially acceptable, I would be opting so quickly to just be naked all of the time, armed with only a great bag on one shoulder, some hot shoes on my dogs and a smile.
