A balanced diet...

Occasionally, I get so excited, caught in the moment, that I forget about that little thing called lunch.  That is until my head goes a little woosy and my stomach yells, "feed me!" loud enough for an entire store to hear.

I was excited on Sunday.  I was discovering new thrift stores in Tacoma and finding sequined tops, silk scarves, and even this AMAZING fur jacket.  As I was fawning over this soft coat and the smooth satin lining, my stomach gave a tiny rumble.  With  glance at my phone I realized it is already 2 pm.  Oops!  I dug in my purse and found a Werther's Original candy.  Good enough for the moment.

 As, I consult my list of stores, I realize there is another right around the block.  I step inside and quickly know some digging will be required.  My last Little Debbie Cosmic Brownie (my guilty pleasure) would have to hold my stomach at bay for another hour.  I discovered a red and black dress and a couple lovely blouses.

I headed to my favorite local deli, but came across a tiny antique store en route.  Another candy was quickly inhaled.  I found an amazing silk beaded top.  (I may keep this one;)).

I finally arrived home 5:30 pm.  Its dinner time.  So much for a healthy lunch.  Still, my three large bags of vintage goodies were totally worth it:)