CONFESSIONS OF A SHOPAHOLIC

The confessions of a shopaholic

On the couch thinking, the TV set on a channel, as I watched these gorgeous models grace the runway with their classy clothes.

'Lord I am in love with that jean jacket! My gosh look at that vintage shirt! '

All these thoughts running through my mind,

'I want one yes; no I don't want one, I want everything, my closet is due for a change but I just got new wears last two weeks, oh well I don't care.'

Yes I have a disease and I don't want to be treated, I don't want any doctor's prescription, no drugs can cure this disease. I have a shopping disease

'No way!!  What? Are those the latest addidas sneakers, my God they are beautiful’

My eyes glued to the channel which switched to the latest trend that got me now sitting on the edge of my seat,

They have my full concentration.

'Yes keeping up with the trends might be hard but I don't care' I told myself

I whipped out my phone to stalk the latest brand on social media

'Wow is that Roli on vintage shirt, it looks lovely on her but those colors Oh my, I am in love with those colours, where does she get  all these from?'

Praying I see something on her caption

'There's a tag, who is this  marfol - vintage - wears, who are they?'

The words steadily coming out of my mouth "MARFOL VINTAGE WEARS"

I ran to the search bar, typed in the name and the results were  glorious, this page is filled with the epitome of exquisiteness

As I strolled through the grid pictures tapping the like button along the way, I saw my favorite brands, I saw things I did not even know about and immediately fell in love with them.

I got their contact, the next minute my phone was about to become a medium of transaction for my soon to arrive colorful vintage shirt, I am about to tell everyone I know about MARFOL VINTAGE WEARS

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