What do you do when you chance upon a Vanessa Bruno dress that fits you to a T right here in SG?

you buy it, of cuz, dumb ass!

and spend the rest of the day feeling guilty abt splurging (yet again) on something unnecesary at this point but secretly happy that you bought it anywae. (I can't believe my good luck - a Vanessa Bruno dress right here in SG - the only piece left in the shop and in my size! if that is not a sign for me to buy it, i dunno what is!)

Sigh. The sad (and chic) life of a shopaholic.