One of the worst things about going through a break up, in my opinion, is the general grayness that seems to settle over your life. Nothing looks as good, nothing tastes as good, you’re tired all the time and—worst of all—you don’t even want to shop.
I knew it was bad when I went to Macy’s and couldn’t find a single thing I wanted to try on. I don’t usually shop at Macy’s because it’s expensive and I’ve been on a second hand clothing kick due to my increasing dislike of capitalism, consumerism and all of the other evil “isms” we’re forever discussing in my Anthropology 101 classes, but this time was different: I had gift cards.
Several hundreds of dollars worth of gift cards, actually.
“Sexy underwear,” I thought, “Sexy underwear will make me feel better.”
But I just wandered around the lingerie section like an automaton, feeling…
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