Despite my attempt to buy my coffee from indie shops like Kopi, I don't travel near Kopi and others as often as I'd like, thus my addition to Starbucks' White Chocolate Mocha. Thankfully my wallet nor my waist can carry the burden of this addiction so it is fairly tempered.

In college and a few years after, you could still find me in resale shops & other hipster shops for my clothing. But apparently only skinny chicks recycle their clothing so the pickings were slim and the need for more professional looking clothing pushed me to places like New York & Company (which is still my to-go place for a nice looking cheap pair of dress pants).

Now I've heard of a store called Anthropologie, but never stepped foot into one. Until last weekend. Dear Goddess, keep me out of that store!

Almost every piece of clothing I saw was sooooo me. Almost every price tag was nooooot!


Now, can't you just see me rocking those pumps? Or those sweaters? Or showing up at a party in that skirt?

And to top it off, I stopped at Panera today and had the BEST bagel I've had in this country. I had an equally kick ass bagel in Canada back in 2001. It was an apple-raisin bagel with cinnamon crumble on top with hazelnut low-fat cream cheese. OMFG!!

Yup...no one would give me a hipster card. Althou I am planning on getting my sexy librarian glasses redone with my new prescription. At For Eyes. Oy...

But seriously folks, why is the one store that I walk in that has all the cute quirky clothes that I wish I owned so gawd damn expensive? $300 for pumps? And people wonder why I still walk around in jeans & a t-shirt...The clothes I really want I can't afford!

At least I can afford that bagel. And if I had more than $10 in my purse, I would have bought a dozen of them. Screw Atkins! I want my bagels!!

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