Confessions of a Shopaholic

 Hello blog, my love for clothes aids me once again. 

I had to go to the bathroom after drinking my 8 oz of matcha and then some, so I decided to set out to find the public bathroom linked with the coffee shop I was in but to luck. I walked around in circles and a clothing shop caught my eye. I went in and browsed, forgetting why I had gone out of the coffee shop in the first place.

I asked the girl working there, where the bathroom could be but... to my surprise there was a bathroom in the store. I have learned my lesson, which is to never pass up a window shop.  

It also smelled like tea, tobacco and piles and piles of old clothes in there.