I call it the shopsies. The medical definition may simply be “shopping addiction,” but any way you swipe the credit card, it’s the insatiable itch to just go shopping. And I definitely have it.
Some days, the sensation will manifest itself in the form of scrolling for hours through the coveted “What's New” tab on Shopbop (for those without said shopsies, Shopbop updates that page on the daily—thank God). Other times, I find myself running out for oat milk and eggs only to mindlessly wander into a cute boutique. Needless to say, I don’t know why I’m ever surprised when I don’t have anything to eat in the morning.
The problem is that if I acted on my impulse to buy, buy, buy, well, I probably wouldn’t be able to make rent…or go on vacation…or splurge on dinner with my girlfriends (we’ll take two bottles of wine, thanks)—all things I love.
So to curb that urge to shop, I’ve discovered a tactic that works wonders for my wallet: Instead of “adding to cart” on Shopbop or other luxury sites, I simply head to my local vintage store. Here’s why I, a self-proclaimed fashionista, enjoy shopping pre-owned.