
And yet none of it ever satisfies me. Wanting, desiring, lusting, no matter how you say it, the feeling's inevitably in everyone - from toddlers clutching a teddy bear in Toys R Us to the undergrad searching Amazon for dresses. Our society's practically been built around consumerism ever since the early days when French fashion designers decided that changing the look every season would increase their sales. Friends compete to see who can show off the most bling, because it's so eminent that the more you spend, the more have to make yourself happy. You even find sites like Fancy these days - an entire community of lustful buyers, wanting but not able to receive. Users "Fancy" products that they wished they had and can check out the vast numbers of members who own specific products of their liking. Does buying stuff really satisfy our hunger or does it just create an illusion of happiness and carefree spending?