Tanya

At what point I became obsessed with the finer things in life, I do not know, but as I stare at the beautiful bag on the rack, I just have to take it home with me.

"And that one as well." I say, pointing to it.

"Right away, ma'am." The sales girl that's been following me around with the rest of the things I bought, says as she picks it.

I continue to walk around, looking longingly at some pair of shoes, and wishing I could also buy them. After physically tearing myself away from another swoon-worthy bag, I turn to her. "That will be all."

She hides her...