Early morning
Ugh. I can’t believe I actually dragged myself out of bed at 7:30 and lined up for two hours for the Aritzia warehouse sale. It was, as expected, a zoo. A zoo full of tiny blonde-haired asians in TNA suits and some older women that are in deep, deep denial about what they can carry off at their age. (I saw way more than I wanted in the communal fitting room when one of these ladies bent over in front of me with her flabby, saggy, cellulite ass hanging out of her black lace thong. 
)
After some digging and searching, I came out with nothing, though I spent a good deal of time debating over an item, which I eventually ruled out because I just couldn’t convince myself to love it enough. Em triumphed with a cute sweater, so at least our efforts weren’t a complete waste of time.
I’m happy I didn’t get anything. Really, I am. It means I have some self-control!