One of two things happen every time I buy sunglasses. The first is that they get stolen—by a certain 13-year-old who often sneakily makes off with my shirts and leggings and everything I shrink in the laundry. The second thing is that I hear that familiar sound of a child-size buttocks squishing and squashing said sunglasses.
For this reason, I refuse to invest in sunglasses that cost more than $12.
I wish I was the type to buy fancy and expensive (and prescription) tortoiseshell sunglasses because, sigh, they are just so wonderful looking, but alas, no, it’s Urban Outfitters or the gas station for these eyes of mine.
I mentioned this on Twitter and it was received with mostly crickets—as Twitter is apt to do these days.
I mentioned this on Facebook and out came MY PEOPLE. There are lots of us buying bargain shades.
I buy my camisoles at Target (Merona Maternity ftw!) and I buy tons of my jewelery at Forever 21. I also am a huge fan of drug store mascara, and dollar flip flops until they destroy my feet and then I have to cover them in—Band-aid brand—band-aids. Also, I totally brew my coffee at home, by the pot. And don’t even get me started on the giant, small-person sized container of generic Kirkland brand fake Tylenol I have in my medicine cabinet—9,000 pills for one low price? Sign this saver up!
There are, of course, many things I splurge on—Jeans (100%—You should try it, your heiney will thank you for it. And as a bonus? They don’t sag in all the wrong areas like less expensive jeans so you don’t need to wash them after every wear and that makes them, uh, good for the environment?), Q-tips (the store brand is NOT worth it), good black pumps, a perfect white blouse, undergarments (Hanky Pankys only please for my bottom—although I have been known to buy a brassiere off the racks at Target but shh…don’t tell), Sharpie pens, towels, a good haircut, photography equipment, good scotch.
Also: Lululemon yoga pants which in my house are called Magic Ass Pants.
What do you splurge on? Save on?