Buy me bangles

I tend to buy a lot of things because I need them. I am compelled to buy them. I justify my purchases by telling myself they are pretty and therefore I need them so I can show the world that I am pretty. And by pretty, I mean shiny. Like today when I went to this fancy pants, crafty shop. It had lots of pretty jewelry and clothes, but what I really wanted was a tinsel wig on one of the mannequins. Can you imagine the beauty of a tinsel wig? It had bangs! It was everything I ever imagined having and all I needed to make me happy and so pretty. But it wasn't for sale... Why would a store have something on display that they didn't intend on selling? Ever since, I haven't been able to even look at my dull un-tensely hair. But the fact that I can't buy everything I want isn't the problem. The problem is now I want to buy something even more pretty in order to make up for the wig. Being a shiny-loving-compulsive-buyer whose happiness is determined by how I appear to others (not the same as low self-esteem!) can be difficult.