I had a pretty hefty store credit from Nordstrom (a result of an outfit from Mike's dad and stepmom that didn't fit me at all), so I bought myself a pair of 7 jeans and one of those C&C T-shirts that Oprah was all in a tizzy about during her spring "Favorite Things" show. Yes, this cost me in the triple digits, but the jeans make my ass look sweet and the T is incredibly soft and comfy. And, technically, it didn't cost me. So everybody wins. I'm such a brandwhore sometimes I could die.
I still haven't bought Old 97's tix for the Philly show. I'm slightly short on cash, and part of me doesn't know if I should go to two shows. I'm just afraid that the Bowery show won't be as magical and transcendent if I see them two days before. But I'll probably end up going to both. After all, I'm a sucker for that damn band.
Now, if someone would kindly get me a badge for SXSW, then life would truly be complete.