You Are What You Read

I had such a Becky Bloomwood moment yesterday. I was supposed to go to a lecture at UCSD at 12. I needed to go to Macy's, Crate & Barrel, and Gap - all of which are in a mall near the campus. The plan was to run in, get my 3 things, and be out of there in 20 minutes so I could make it to the talk. No sweat.


But as I was walking through the parking garage I had this idea - I could stick with the original plan, OR I could skip the talk, and then I'd have 2 hrs for shopping. *POOF* It was like a weight lifted off of my shoulders.


2 hrs later, I left the mall. Even if I had more time I couldn't carry anything else. I got lots of gifts, and one or two goodies for me: a little post-gym spa kit (for motivation, obviously), some grey boots (not sure if I'm keeping), a purse and jewelry (to go with my fab new BCBG dress for Paul's Christmas party tonight), and la pièce de résistance:

Now should I accessorize with hot pink to match the lining, or should I go with a jewel toned purple or blue?

And now, for the sake of my bank account, I have got to start reading something else.