Maxed Out: A Shopoholic’s Tale


As I write this, as I listen to random hits shuffling on my iTunes, I think of how wrong my parents and other people were in telling me that college students endure a struggle for the 4 or more years that we’re on this whirlwind adventure known as college. Hmm… I wonder have they ever visited Howard University…? I mean, aside from making sure I’m settled into my dorm room for the semester, have they actually taken a look around and witnessned the grandeur that is the life of a Howard student? Sure, many try to disguise they’re collegiate life as a struggle, but let’s get real: A “typical” college student is NOT pairing a Fendi Spy bag with Seven Jeans and Tory Burch pumps or Joe’s Jeans with D&G Sneakers and a Cole Haan bag to attend classes.

That’s not to say that’s the reason why I’m writing this, but it is one of the many. I am writing this to admit that, I, Joseph Brian Blackmon Jr. aka Marty McFlyy aka JoeCouture, am a major shopoholic. And I must say it has gotten completely out of control. I am writing this series to help those out there who know they have the problem, but are afraid to admit it… But getting back to myself…




I don’t know where to begin! I was never like this before… I was the plain ole’, Old Navy and Gap, Sale and Clearance Rack connoisseur. I swore I never would pay anything over $40 for a pair of jeans. Buying premium labels? Didn’t mean a thing to me. Then it all just happened… Now, I’m owner of 15-20 pairs of Cole Haan shoes, I can fill a closet or two with my footwear alone, my denim looks like (well, slightly) like The Rail at Nordstrom, and I’m in a-excuse my French- shitload of debt (something I will discuss later on in the series…). I have become totally out of control.

It could possibly a newfound freedom for me… who knows?!? All my life, I’ve never really had clothes, since my everyday look consisted of wool blend slacks and blue or white oxfords of Flynn and O’Hara designs. Being in Catholic school all of my life, I’ve never been able to have a lot of clothing and footwear. I was stuck with that same pair of black Kenneth Cole of Hush Puppies. So, coming here to HU, no uniforms, no restrictions, I can wear whatever I want and, thanks to the job (which is a great reason why I’m damn near hitting rock bottom), I can buy whatever I wanted, with no remorse. At least the remorse that comes back to haunt you some months down the line…

Throughout this series, I plan discuss everything that has and is going through my head when I’m making (or tempted to make) a purchase…. From credit cards (DON’T DO IT!!!! CREDIT CARDS ARE THE COLLEGE STUDENT’S DEVIL!!!), to trying to keep up with the Joneses, and everything in between… This is a journey to recovery… One of self-discovery and true self-worth as well… Are you ready for the ride?



1 Response to “Maxed Out: A Shopoholic’s Tale”

  1. 1 mesh
    May 1, 2009 at 3:08 pm

    I love the idea.
    Joe, as your friend…we both know the “problem” but giving a detailed account of it could possibly help others out…
    keep it up..


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