At any given time, I have about ten to twenty items in online shopping carts, spread across approximately three to five different sites. I like clothes. I like shoes. I like accessories. This is what I choose to spend my money on, because I like pretty things.
It always interests me to see where people decide their paychecks should go. My foodie friends splurge on nice restaurants and gourmet grocery store trips. The techies I know always have the latest gadget, on which they are utilizing the newest apps. The people who travel, well, the only way I ever know where they are is through Facebook or Instagram posts. How you spend money is interesting, because it can say a lot about you. The foodies tend to relish social interactions more often than not, the techies are always looking to the future, and those with the travel bug hold experience above all.
So that makes me wonder about the people who spent fortunes on Beanie Babies in the 90s. A very judgy part of me wants to be like, "THE FUCK?” But that would be hypocritical. When my brother and I (as children—as children) received a “tip” that a local Hallmark store would receive a shipment of coveted Beanie Baby bears, we made sure to fucking MOVE IT ON OUT.
That being said, I had about twenty of the plush toys all together. That’s probably about nineteen too many (maybe), but I bought and owned those stuffed animals on the wild speculation they would be worth a whole lot of something one day. The people who spent hundreds, if not thousands, of dollars thought the same. Can’t blame them for trying to live the dream! Especially considering the economy that followed, when acquisitions with true value—like real estate—became out of reach for so many. Besides, who can ever say what’s going to randomly spike in profit? Just may have to take a hard look at that Beanie Baby situation again!
I’m only kidding, please do not let me buy anything. I don’t know what I’m talking about and have no money.
J. Crew top; Vintage skirt; Steve Madden platform slides; H&M choker.