Money is no object!
You know something I've always wanted to say?
"Money is no object!"
Who even talks like that?
I've never actually spoken this phrase while shopping, but this is basically the reason I make my mom take me shopping to Dollar Tree whenever I visit home. (Dollar stores in New York are disgusting). I love being in a store in which there is not a single thing I cannot afford. Nay, not even a single thing I'd regret purchasing if it didn't work out.
I kind of want to be looking at something at Dollar Tree and vacillating on the color, at which point I say "I'll take them all!"
In this fantasy I am dressed like a soap opera character from the 1980s and look more like Ivana Trump.
"Money is no object!"
Who even talks like that?
I've never actually spoken this phrase while shopping, but this is basically the reason I make my mom take me shopping to Dollar Tree whenever I visit home. (Dollar stores in New York are disgusting). I love being in a store in which there is not a single thing I cannot afford. Nay, not even a single thing I'd regret purchasing if it didn't work out.
I kind of want to be looking at something at Dollar Tree and vacillating on the color, at which point I say "I'll take them all!"
In this fantasy I am dressed like a soap opera character from the 1980s and look more like Ivana Trump.
posted by JenIsFamous at 9/29/2007 05:55:00 PM
1 Comments:
yes...I relate to this sentiment...often I find myself in my local “99 or less” boutique, eyes closed, imagining myself a Medici in some far flung exotic market stall in renaissance Venice that features rare trinkets and other assorted baubles from the wondrous corners of the globe, such as silk spun fabrics and luxurious myrrhs in diamond encrusted pots....but in reality I’m just there stocking up on bottles of “Croatia” Cola and boxes of Carp Helper and Sorghum Chips...on sale of course!
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