Voice of Reason

I bought these Karen Millen and Maison Scotch trousers a couple of weeks ago. Not at the same time, mind you, I haven’t completely lost my mind.

Needless to say, they were on sale – ridiculous sale. That part of the equation tends to be constant. There is not a chance in hell, I’d spent over a hundred euros on pair of pants, unless they were covered in gold or something. I’m not saying never, since – who knows – I might get lucky and win the lottery…or marry a rich man. 

Not very likely considering I never play the lottery, nor do I meet rich men.

I mean, it’s not like I couldn’t spend a hundred euros or more on clothes if I wanted to. I just choose not to.

Mostly, because everytime I come close to buying a more expensive piece of clothing, I have a vision of my mother having a heart attack finding out her daughter spend more than 50 euros on something so frivolous. And even 50 euros might be pushing it.

I know. I know. I’m a grown woman. I make my own money and can spend it however the heck I want to. But still…I just can’t. There’s a fault in my system.

Anyway, the combined price of these two trousers was under a hundred euros, which is a lot cheaper than their individual original prices.

So thanks mom for being the voice of reason.

~J~