Shopping Under The Influence

Vodka nights under Martini lights. Or is it the other way around? It is a little fuzzy after a few swigs of Absolut Kurant. Or is it the Goose?

I ran across an article about shopping under the influence. A girl was complaining about waking up and finding a charge on her card that she doesn't remember. Another girl whines about packages she gets in the mail that she does not recall ordering.

Drunk shopping is a phrase me and my girlfriends coined after a few shopping trips in South Coast Plaza, but not before we guzzled a few Flirtinis at The Clubhouse. Don't get me wrong. After a stressful week at the office, we splurge, but not before a few cocktails. Then we get carried away, like how normal girls would be swept off their feet by Manolo Blanik or Franco Sarto, depending on one's budget or how much martinis were consumed (usually it's dependent on the latter). I remember a night when we got carried away by a shoe sale. Tina, Peri and I walked out with a minimum of 6 bags each and the mall was dark. It was past 10 and all the other stores are closed. Fortunately, The Clubhouse was still open and we were able to get our much needed nightcap.

So the article about shopping under the influence did not surprise me at all. What surprised me is that the shopping all these girls do is online. It is a lot more fun to drunk shop at the mall--with your girlfriends. Trust me, I'm an expert on this (hic).