“Confessions of a Shopaholic” is similar to a watertight runway show that exposes the best collections out there. Just picture this: a show comprised of the most exquisite Marc Jacobs jackets, the most daring Dolce & Gabbana outfits and the high-priced “it” bags, spiced up with a drop of romance and comedy, as well as an incredibly silky touch.

 

Therefore, the movie directed by P.J. Hogan and based on the two novels by Sophie Kinsella is surely to deliver the right kind of message, in spite of the fact that the economic crisis is ripping into our pockets. Notwithstanding the textures, sizes and color palettes, one should definitely feel comfortable wearing this type of humor, because it’s meant to draw smiles on our faces after all. And a shopaholic fashionista lies inside every woman (or man).

 

Even from the first couple of scenes, when we bump into Isla Fisher’s Rebecca Bloomwood as a little girl, one can guess that the film will become both juicy and fab. It’s the kind of combination that rarely fails, especially when everybody needs distraction. Thus, moving on to the now grown-up Becky, who dreams to become a fashion columnist for “Alette,” the so-called lustrous bible of shopping-addicted gals, we shortly find out that she is the spiritual leader of women who need a big-as-an-apartment wardrobe in order to stuff in all of their in-trend designer outfits.

 

Rebecca can’t help shopping till she drops. Although she has emptied her credit card a long time ago and piles of bills block the front door of her home, our heroine’s paradise is definitely in the middle of a designer vintage store.

 

Since Becky is unable to get the job at “Alette,” because someone else has been crowned, she has to stick to “Successful Saving,” a finance magazine that teaches its readers to take it easy on their pockets. After creating a hit article under the pseudonym the Girl in the Green Scarf (named after one of Becky’s favorite clothing items), Rebecca occupies the spotlight and soon becomes the star columnist of the publication. Because no shopaholic is a true believer without having a crush on an actual guy, Becky falls for her chief, Luke Brandon (Hugh Dancy).

 

In spite of the fact that “Confessions of a Shopaholic” often tastes like a prolonged shopping spree and feels like the new “Sex and the City,” it manages to create side-splitting moments and come up with an original message as well.

 

And let’s face it. Whether it’s clothes, shoes, handbags, furniture or even food, we all love to shop.