My retail adventure

I've always wanted to shop. The addiction started when I was in college and started earning my own money through small jobs. Growing up, our parents raised us that what's more important is the food on the table above all which explains why I am always thick. I have to manually build my self-esteem from scratch and made myself believe that I will, one day, afford and fit into the clothes you see in the magazines. So fast forward to a few years later and here I am. 

Started with thrift shopping in the "ukay-ukay" downtown then I shifted to export overruns to branded stores in the mall. My trip to the mall is not complete without me buying anything from the shops. From small accessories, kitchen needs, flip flops, books, notepads, tank top, mug, a scented candle, etc. The habit went on for years and it continued until now. Shopping can do wonders and yes, retail therapy does work -- temporarily. While my recent shopping adventures took a lot of toll from my pocket I still don't see myself quitting the habit. As they say, old habits die hard. 

So here's my recent shopping advenures that ended up in a cabinet full of clothes and a few unused clothing. 

PS: I am planning to sell a few but I have separtion anxiety.