I wish I could quit you, Anthropologie! I keep trying to break up with you, but somehow you keep drawing me back in with your witchy, witchy ways. The allure of your sale rack, your sparkly unique jewelry, your funky retro shoes, your tempting kitchen wares. You prey on my weakness and leave me a bumbling idiot when I walk out.
As much as I care for you, I feel like your clothes are terribly overpriced and I wonder who can afford to keep you in the lifestyle to which you've become accustomed. Someday, maybe we can have a healthy relationship when our circumstances are better matched.
Tip: I have it from a reliable source that Wednesdays are the best days to check for new sale inventory. So if you wait until the weekend, it's gonna be picked over. Just saying.