I can’t be left alone in a grocery store. Especially when it’s a super-size grocery store (A WHOLE HOUR’S DRIVE AWAY) with a giant bulk foods department and 20 different varieties of local organic kale and maple toasted coconut WHAT and you don’t choose between which brand of canned chickpeas you want to buy, you choose between with organic brand you want to buy because that’s all they sell and oh my gosh Woodstock frozen berries are on sale and they have every kind of coconut milk ice cream everrrrr! This is why I can’t be trusted to shop alone. Whilst my mom and sister waltz off to American Eagle with iced coffees in hand, the partay begins. I know, I’m bad. But I can’t help it.