Whenever I step into a shopping mall, my feet will bring me to a boutique and the next minute I will be looking through hanger by hanger for a nice top. After weekends of what supposed to be 'window-shopping', I ended up with piles of tops, casual ones that are comfortable to be worn at home as well as presentable enough to be worn for outing.
My wardrobe is now piled up with folded tops and tees to the point of touching the clothes which are hung from the top. Soon, I am not surprised the pile will topple.
Got to make a vow to skimp and stop the lust.