The first step to admitting you have a problem...

...is realizing that you can't tell your significant other about it.

I bought another pair of flip-flops today. It's a ridiculous (though at least fiscally reasonable) obsession I have. Like purses. And really nice smelling products.

Yes, indeed. There are times when I'm horrifyingly girly.

This time it was toe-ring flip-flops from the Gap, bringing my pre-season flip-flop purchases up to... seven? Really? Good god.

I've also plundered the flip-flop sections at Old Navy (navy blue with little whales! and bright orange stripey ones!), Payless (I'm not including the wedge sandals I just bought, either), H&M, American Eagle, Winners...

The last time I bought them, Chris shouted, "Are you trying to buy enough pairs for each day of the summer?!" Then was properly horrified by the look of bliss that came over my face.