I’ve been depressed.  For all sorts of reasons.  And I should have known better than to attempt to solve this thorugh retail therapy, but I have been known to ignore the little voice inside my head.

Walking into Chanel was Problem #1.  Actually touching Chanel bag was Problem #2.  You would think I would stop myself there.  No, of course not.  I went straight into Problem #3 and handed them my American Express. 

So, thinking that I just needed the thrill of the buy, I decided to return it.  I mean, $800 for shoes I’ve done. $3,000 for a bag is a whole new ballgame. 

After getting delayed by work, by commitments, by…stuff…, I was all set and ready to do the return.  I looked at the receipt. 14 days to return. OK…then I looked at the calendar. Um. Sh&t. It’s 15 days.  How did this happen? I call the boutique. I call many boutiques. They all say they can only do a store credit. F-ck store credit.

So now, I have a Chanel bag.  That I will wear everyday so the cost per wear is 5 cents.  I’ll be out on the streets, living in a cardboard box, but I’ll look damn good. Coco would be proud.