You never know how things are going to turn out, however much you plan. But you already know that.

That's the trouble with having the whole world love you. One day, you wake up and it's flirting with your best friend instead. And you don't know what to do. You're thrown.

I mean, when I think about it, what's more important? Clothes - or the miracle of new life?

Everyone knows revenge is a dish best served when you've had enough time to build up enough vitriol and fury.

Whoever it was, whether I knew them or not, if I could help in some way, I would. I mean, if you can help, you have to help. Don't you think? - Poppy Wyatt

For years now I've kind of operated under an informal shopping cycle. A bit like a farmer's crop rotation system. Except, instead of wheat, maize, barley, and fallow, mine pretty much goes clothes, makeup shoes, and clothes (I don't bother with fallow). Shopping is actually very similar to farming a field. You can't keep buying the same thing, you have to have a bit of variety. Otherwise you get bored and stop enjoying yourself.

Honestly, shopping beats therapy, anytime. It costs the same and you get a dress out of it.