Shopping Diet Two

HOW AM I DOING with my self-imposed ban on frivolous shopping? It’s both horrifying and interesting, watching myself crave and covet, then resist. I realize how dependent I have been on consumption of clothes and beauty products for a certain emotional “high” (exactly the way sugar is for some people). I know, I know, I’m avoiding the question: The fact is, I fell—or rather, leaped—off the wagon. But only once. On my birthday. I felt entitled.  But it’s a slippery slope (today a blouse, tomorrow a dress!), so now I’m back on my no-purchase regimen. When I feel in need of a fashion jolt, I delve into the ironing bag.