We know that most of the things we tell you guys to buy are not exactly cheap. And thanks to Skeletor heir apparent Mick Jagger we know we can't always get what we want. Yet there comes certain times where we are all filled with overwhelming desire *pauses entire existence* and can't help but pull the trigger on some super luxe, super unnecessary, super expensive and, of course, super fucking rad shit. It's not uncommon for the moments immediately following these lavish purchases to be filled with regret, shame and embarrassment. But, because regret, shame and embarrassment are for pussies, we lie. We lie 'til we die. Let's explore the inner monologues of those fateful souls living above and beyond their all to meager means.