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I walked in in this little privately owned clothes shop and managed to spend in twenty minutes more money on clothes that I have ever spent in one standing. Urgh. How that even happened? Anyway, now I'm the proud owner of the world's most beautiful winter jacket ever, and an office jacket with a leopard print (!). The owner imports the clothes from France by herself. I wanted to buy every freaking rag in that store, and there almost would have been sizes for doing that!

Oh well. At least now I understand better women who justify their purchases with "but I just had to have it."