I’m Addicted …

We all have our addictions in life. Whether it is Diet Coke or hard drugs … you are addicted to something (hopefully not hard drugs though, if so please seek help). I’m serious, if you think you are one of those chosen few who doesn’t have addictions or vices, well my friend, hate to be the bearer of bad news but Β … you are wrong, very very wrong. It could just be as simple as a high you get from having a really good conversation with a really great person, but it’s there.

So I was thinking about all of my addictions in life, and luckily most of mine are PG … and fashion related which is the real sick part. So the first step is admitting you have said addiction, right? So here goes … just a few things in life I find myself honestly addicted to, ahem:

Straightening My Hair: I literally have a back up hair straightener if God forbid my one that I call “Jesus” breaks. Hi, issues … what’s up.

Pinterest:Β I can’t stop … won’t stop. My “Wall of Awesome” is out of control. Damn you iPhone Apps.

Diet Coke: It has been a year long battle, and after months of doing well … one migraine headache has knocked me back on the sauce.

Social Media: I blame it on the fact that I’m a blogger … but I love being connected.

Red Nail Polish: I’ve never gone through a full bottle of nail polish, but when it comes to “Come to Bed Red,” I’ve depleted two whole bottles.

Lip Gloss: I can safely say I have freaking 10 different lip glosses in my hand bag right now … TEN! Sick.

The Color Black: Take a step into my closet and you will understand what I mean.

Zippers/Studs/Sequins: If these are found on any kind of garment or accessory … it will most likely end up in my closet.

Sparkle: I find this to be a romantic accent … and I’m ultimately attracted to it. I’m beginning to think I have a legit problem.

Things That Are Abstract: I’m beginning to loathe the traditional. So if there is an exaggerated piece of jewelry or something really different … I will attack it.

iPhone: Since I’ve gotten the damn thing I don’t think I’ve put it down. Is there a thing called being TOO connected?

Stilettos: I went from the girl who always wore flats to the girl who if I don’t wear heels one day, people will comment.

Looking Perfect: I know there is no such thing as “perfect” and I like a world where people don’t use or believe in the word because it is so completely unobtainable. But we all have our own personal level of “perfect.” When I say I’m addicted to looking perfect, I mean looking perfect according to my standards.

Real Housewives of Beverly Hills: This season is ah-mazing.

Forever 21: I should own stock in the store. In fact, if I ever saw the total amount of money that I’ve given them over the past six year … I would probably vom.

Black Eye Liner/Mascara: I need that extra eye pop.

Lady Gaga: From the music to her clothes to her eye for art … I love it all.

Black and White: My whole entire universe is based off of a black and white color scheme. Help. Police. Murder.

Caffeine: I literally want to drop houses on people when I don’t have enough caffeine.

Writing: When I’m not writing, I’m thinking about writing. When I’m writing … I want to be writing more.

Sam Edelman Shoes: I own two pairs and I currently have them atop of a shrine in my room … shrine meaning my desk.

Karl Lagerfeld: I don’t know how I could be addicted to a man I’ve never met, but just his aura and vision is addictive … and therefore I am.