I feel compelled to purchase, obligated even, when I see a poppy.
Perhaps it's that phenomenon that happens when you're made aware of something, and you begin to see it everywhere.
There are new pillow shams, a dress for when she's two, a shirt for when she's three and napkins for (?) her first birthday?
I even bought a buddy poppy from the lady at the grocery store.
Absolutely I want to support veterans, but truth be told, it was a poppy!
I'm hoping this wears off soon, because I'm not really into heavy themes or collections.
The way I see it...
At worst: a slight compulsion.
At best: an irresistible reminder of how cherished my own little Poppy is.