Winter sales are a blessing and a curse.
Not only do you finally get to purchase the items that you’ve wanted for months at a discounted price, but you also knock off a few hundred dollars off your account, if you’re not careful.
But this seems to be the story of my life in general. A sale at Zara means eating whatever breakfast is available in the office for a week.
Some sacrifices have to be made in order to become your fiercest self.
And this faux fur coat has got me feeling Tyra Banks fierce.