It's the little things...

I try not to be materialistic, but I fail miserably on a daily basis. Surrounding myself with things I find aesthetically pleasing makes me feel better. The high I get from shopping and the rush just from the scent of retail stores scares me. I walked into a Gap today and felt my stomach go into knots with the insane amount of self-control it took to not purchase anything. I've never been particularly bad about shopping, but I'm afraid of what could happen. I've seen shopaholics and they're not pretty.

On a more positive, less creepy note, having pretty little things helps to brighten my day. My bright coral over-sized heart key chain and the soft blue cellphone case (on my new Galaxy SII) make me smile inside whenever I pull them out of my purse.