As the year comes to an end and shoppers worldwide dive into the holiday shopping season, there is one shopper who won’t be going into anymore stores this season and that shopper is yours truly, Shopgirl in the City.

Perhaps it was because I was so stuck in the midst of finding the perfect gifts for everyone, or maybe it was the over-indulgence of the sales rack at Neiman Marcus. No one knows.

OK, so everyone who was watching the news last night probably knows that, moi, shopgirl extraordinaire, was banned from the shopping world for a long time, my friends. It happened like this in a frenzy to grab the last pair of For All Mankind Jeans yesterday at Saks, I got so caught up in the moment that in a moment of sheer desperation I grabbed the jeans and stuffed them into my bag. I pulled a full-on Winona and it was no good. I meandered through the racks of clothes and quietly slipped out of the store, incognito, of course (on the way out I pulled a Burberry scarf and a Marc Jacobs jacket off the rack to disguise myself). As my foot stepped out of the vestibule to the street, voices screamed behind me. ‘Oh, no! Mall police!’ I thought to myself and faster than a Gucci hat going out of style, I was behind bars.

I, the Shopgirl in the City, shoplifted and won’t be able to share my shopping experience with you until my lawyer can get me out of this cell. But what can I say? I’m just a Shopgirl in the City.