Growing up, I knew that it was bad to spend money and sinful to buy things at full price T he lime-green blouse hung there in Marshalls, whispering my name. I fingered it, taking note of the fabric and design, and then slowly made my way down to the price tag: $24.99. My heart sank.
“There is an urge to tweet or post on Facebook every small thought, every unverified development. It’s good entertainment, but it’s not good journalism”