My borrowed face and my third-hand grace only reflect your glory

I got bored this morning and started poking around for more things to buy for my upcoming trip to Las Vegas. Honestly, why do such cute things have to exist for the sole purpose of emptying my bank account? It's a conspiracy.

First I found this, which I think may be my new favorite dress. Next to this one, at any rate. Or even this one. Do you see what I mean yet?

Of course, there's a half dozen other dresses I want, and dresses I want for other people. I don't really know if this would look good on me, but Baileigh? It might have your name on it. There's also a wealth of skirts and tops I want, or want to buy for other people.

For myself? I like this with this top. CJ, sweetie? I can't decide if I want this or if you should have it, but I bought you this top, it was just too cute not to. Watch the mail.

Please extract me from this site...screw it, from the internet at large.

I met the most wonderful girl recently, and we've been chatting about getting together in Las Vegas in the near future? So I started going through my closet on a whim and I have nothing to wear for a nice jaunt on the Strip. So I decided to go shopping the night before Baileigh began talking about her own battle with the shopping bug.

Someone take this website away from me, please.

The feathered jewelry, for some reason, has me thoroughly enamored today. I need this necklace, and this hair clip and these earrings to go with it. I also love these and I want this ring. It's beautiful...you can't deny it.

All right, I changed my mind...I want the ring in silver.

In terms of clothes? I just fell in love with this dress. Isn't it beautiful? And this clutch? You can't tell me that I can't have that. Only I really hope someone will, because I truly can't afford it until I get paid again. And look at this! How darling is that dress?

All right, more jewelry. These are just too fun. And this. And oh my Lord, do you see these?!

Jesus, I either need to work less, fuck more, or get that promotion to senior staff editor. Sheesh...