It's silly, but I secretly enjoyed the sales clerk tying the ribbons of my newfound flats while I glance happily in the mirror, feeling like a true-blue princess. My feet feel claustrophobic in closed flats, nevertheless, I bought it. Inside my bean-sized brain, I am already picturing outfit after outfit that goes with this pair. Retail therapy, it is true. Sometimes, it's comforting to buy something just for the heck of buying something. I do that. A pair of department store flip-flops, a bag of chips, a cold drink, a cute hair clip, even a pen! Just so I won't leave the premises without a purchase. If it makes you happy, it can't be that sad so Sheryl Crow once sang.