Fool's Gold

As much as I love my new Chanel golden nail polish, "buyer's guilt" has set in. No, not so much "buyer's remorse," since I love it, got a lot of compliments on it, and the polish really is great stuff, but rather guilt for spending so much money on a bottle of nail polish. Further, to my chagrin, a quick search netted me a good number of thoughtful reviews. The nail experts seem to think it's good, but nothing special, while polish dilettantes like me are awed by the sight of gold.

Given the state of the economy, it just feels so ill-advised to be so free-wheeling. And it's rather against my better judgment and usual philosophy in shopping--to get the best thing for the lowest price. I could have gotten at least 3 bottles of high-quality nail polish right there, including that gunmetal one I wanted. To err is human, I suppose.

One important lesson I learned is to never underestimate the power of marketing. I thought that I'm pretty impervious to it, since I focus mainly on the quality of the product instead of the glossiness of the ad, but it's funny how shiny things caught me off guard. Another lesson is to give myself a break when I screw up. Sure, it probably wasn't the wisest choice I made, but if I dwell on it too much, I'll stop enjoying what I spent my money on. Now, that would be quite a waste.