Best friends tell you you're fat.

Ever watch that show where the super rich kid is addicted to shopping, and daddy finally takes away the credit card while the football player boyfriend sits her down in a shopping intervention? She cries and cries, sells her beloved name brands to Plato's Closet, then hates her parents and boyfriend for ruining her life?  I don't remember the name of it, but I should be on it.  Minus the super rich part. And daddy's credit card. And football player boyfriend. 

Every now and then, I need my friends to tell me NOT to buy something!  If I didn't have them acting as my willpower, my closet would be overflowing with items I wore once, and my bank account would be emptier than the Walmart toy aisle the day after Christmas.  

So yesterday, during my semi-weekly treasure hunt at TJ Maxx, I found this dress: 

I was looking for something mixed with leather, and this Michael Kors dress has leather sleeves. It's $60 (down from $195), and I'm in LOVE!  But I had that gut feeling that this wasn't a good purchase, and I needed to be talked out of it.  So I texted my best friend Jaime the picture, and this is what she said: 

She was right, I WAS just in the mood to buy something. But look how pretty it is!!!!  A few hours later, I realized how much I miss the dress and needed more discipline: 

Sometimes you just need your best friend to tell you that yes, it DOES make your ass/stomach/arms/legs/earlobes look fat!  Even if it doesn't.  Besides, I'm waiting anxiously for these pants to come to Target Sept. 9: 

That'll curb my leather craving for a little while.  Until I go shopping in Chicago with my aunt over Thanksgiving, anyway. ;)