My little sister has just decided to sell all her barbie dolls so she can save money. It's a sad time; not only will I have to accept that she is growing up, I also have to come to terms with the fact that she is better with money than me. Seven years my junior and a larger disposable income than most students.
It reminded me of the time when we went into the city, about three or so years ago now. She had all her birthday money, and money she had saved from christmas, which amounted to about eighty pounds. The purpose? Simply to see if she could, if pushed spend.
After much agonised deliberation, visiting several toyshops, Next and TammyGirl (NB: little girl heaven) she left with a lollipop.
I don't think I have ever even owned eighty pounds 'just to spend'; and even the idea of spending it sends my mind into overdrive - all the things i could buy! Clothes, shoes, books, make-up, stationary...
This may explain why I am very much in debt. However, I feel slightly happy that although my sister is a gold star saver, she is a rubbish spender, whereas I have a boundless imagination, and my propensity for purchasing knows no bounds. At least, it helps me get to sleep at night.
Now all I have to do is find a millionaire to help part with his cash...
As a footnote, if i did have lots of money, I would most definately buy myself these barbies. Educational and fully poseable!
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