Vogue, that bastion of all things realistic and attainable, is at it again.
This time, the mag is gracing us plebians with its Valentine's Day recommendations—treat yo-self style. Or, as they call it, A Very Vogue Guide to Valentine's Day: 10 Editor-Approved Self Indulgences.
Those of us who are not #blessed with the innate wisdom, grace, and chic-ness that it takes to become a Vogue editor would be helpless without this how-to, and we'll be forever grateful to them for showing us The Way. Thanks be to God Anna Wintour.
The first Vogue-approved self-indulgence involves something we're actually quite well-versed in: Eating carbs while in loungewear. But, we've definitely never chowed down in a $150 kimono. Next, you'll fork over $325 to a spa to "release blocked energy," which we think just means you pay someone a lot of money to scream into a pillow. If it's something a little more far-flung you're looking for, why not plan a bevy of girls' getaways? Surfing in Nigeria, visiting the Lightning Fields of New Mexico, and horseback riding in Montana should do it.
Of course, treating yo-self doesn't always mean you have to get off the couch. Instead, why not buy yourself a little somethin' somethin'? Can Vogue interest you in a $400 bra or a $115 pair of underwear? What about a $150 beach towel or $475 clutch that fits exactly one Chapstick and one single key? No, wait, we've got it—you've been dying to buy yourself a microscopic moon ring for $1,900 and a $2,283 picture book. We thought so.
Of course, to be fair, Vogue editors don't only approve outrageously priced items. Social editor Chloe Malle will be slumming it with a $40 box of ice cream sandwiches and some chocolate babkas.
Vogue editors, they're just like us!