Today after much thought and a careful look deep inside my closet I came to the conclusion that I'm a Pickup artist. Technically a pickup artist is defined as a man who is skilled at attracting and meeting a variety of different women. But in the world of the Frugal Flirty and Fab I am defining a pickup artist as a habitual shopper who collects items of clothing she knows deep inside she will never ever wear. I'm not sure what it is about these items that pretty much makes it close to impossible for me not to pick them up but I think its time I shed my Pickup Artist ways. Let me start off by telling you a little about my pickup artists tendencies.Take this skirt for instance.
Because I'm obsessed with feathers I purchased this beauty from Bebe on sale for $69.99. In my head when I pictured myself wearing this skirt I would look absolutely fab and be the fashion envy of everyone I passed on the street. The reality of the situation is that deep inside I knew the odds of me wearing the skirt were slim to none. For one thing the skirt is a size 2 and with my fascination of all things fried and my margarita fixation, me fitting into a size 2 is pretty impossible. The second thing that makes me wearing this skirt impossible is that I have a booty, a donk, a back, so unless I planned on hitting the town with both my cheeks out (which I don't) me wearing the skirt was an impossible dream. I am the Frugal, Flirty N Fab and I am a pickup artist, are you?