Christmas Tree Light Art.
Admirable.
This is news to absolutely no one, but I need to announce that Target has some sort of spell that they whisk upon you via the air vents as you enter the automatic doors that oh-so-gracefully greet you with open arms.
I've learned, mainly by many close encounters of practically emptying my bank account at the cashiers' feet at every checkout of every Target visit I endure, to go to Target with a list. A very specific list. Now, for those of you that know me, you're probably thinking, "Oh, this is just another excuse for Ali to make another list." (I LOVE lists.) Today, I realized that even with a list, I was still thrown off my game and ended up with so many unnecessary things in my cart (which, by the way, I bought in it's entirety). Target was either built on some Native American burial ground filled with Native American Indian babes that had shopping problems and are haunting and spreading their spirits throughout the isles, or they have some seriously intense marketing plan that has grasped the mind of each and every American to walk through those red doors.
Today I set out to go to Target with a specific list of three things:
1. Eyeliner (I somehow managed to smush the little remains of my existing eyeliner that were left into the cap this morning. RIP Eyeliner.)
2. Coffee/Chai Tea.
3. Nail polish ... as a present to myself for working my butt off this week.
* And Legos ... Don't laugh, but I had this insatiable urge to attempt to make art with Legos. Apparently, our generation is too "modernized" to "build things from scratch". There were no straight up Legos. At all. Just "themed" legos, like barns and princess castles and tree houses. How depressing.
I found everything I was looking for. That goes without saying. If there's one major perk about Target, it's that you will always find what you're looking for. (Minus the Legos. In defense of Target, I was looking for the 1990's version of them ... the big 'ol bucket with 500+ primary colored bricks for your building pleasure inside. Does not exist. RIP Legos from 1990 something.) However, possessing this wide array of product can be damaging to one's lifestyle, relationship with family members (when they hear you're going to Target, they begin to dread the typical, "Can you help me with my bags? They're killin' me!" question), and most of all ... bank accounts. There should be a Target self-help hotline. No, seriously. I'm not a gambler, but I go to Target on a weekly basis. Help?
So, what did I walk out of target with? I can tell you that $80 later and definitely more than 3 items were my possession. Read below for the random horror that occurs at each and every Target visit that I construct for myself:
1. Eyeliner
2. Coffee
3. Chai Tea
4. Nail Polish (Which was ironically the same exact one I already had at home.)
5. Juice boxes (I only have 11 left at home, I was running low.)
6. Fruit Nuggets. (Don't ask)
7. Organic Fruit Bars (In two different flavors.)
8. Socks
9. An entire case of La Croix flavored seltzer water (Which I never even had before. And I don't even think I like seltzer water!)
10. Eyeshadow
11. Face Wash (That I didn't need ... but figured I should just get it now so I didn't have to worry about it when the time came. Major fail.)
As much as I'd like to type "JUST KIDDING", in big bold letters here, I unfortunately must admit that this is truth. Target makes me carry much more to my car than I intend. Not to mention, the debit card swipe at the end of your damage control session is probably the most painful thing in the world. I'd rather get rabies.
In other news, today I was soooo super mellow all day long. It was a nice change of pace from the super high intensity hyperactive person I've been for the past two weeks. I wasn't tired, or lethargic, I was just really chilled out all day. That makes me cyaneous for the day, a super pale blue. Kinda like the sky on a super lazy summer day.
After have a friend over and opening up my senses a bit, I'm feeling much more pavonate, more of a peacock blue. Vibrant, alert, and happy. Tomorrow I hope to be some sort of bronze or canary yellow.
I will be spending this weekend in Brooklyn, so I will not be able to post a blog until I get back. So be sure to check in and enjoy the massive event overload that will most definitely take place on Sunday night/Monday!
Current Listen: Hey, Soul Sister - Train (I can't get enough of this song. It's the happiest beat and cutest thing ever!!)
