Hello everyone!!! =) I hope you had a good friday (and are having a great fun saturday night!) As promised, its sweater day today.=)
I hope you like the sweater, its by Marc Jacobs and i have to say it’s one of my “guilty” purchases. Something that makes you say “bloody hell, this sweater is worth a month of shopping in Mango!” or “alright, i’ll get this, it’s okay, i wont buy anything for a month!” or “It’s fine, it’s Marc Jacobs, it’s an investment, i can wear it for 500 years!” or “It’s alright, you deserve it, you didnt buy that Donna Karan dress the last time you were here?” or “S*it, did i just pay __ for sheep’s coat?” or “It’s fine, look at it! Look at the work they’ve done. Look at the details and just imagine Marc sketching the sweater and he did it for—well, you? Plus it’s warm and its pretty and its Marc Jacobs for Hera’s sake!” or simply “It’s fine, i might die tomorrow, at least my last buy was Marc Jacobs.” I know, im sure, you know what i am saying. The feeling of emptying your ATM and living on $50 a week, $50 you barrowed from your sister or bestfriend. You feel bad as if it’s such a crime. My husband was in the UK once and i lived on scrambled egg and smoked fish for 3 weeks because i finished the allowance he left me even before he landed at Heathrow airport. I starved for an Azzaro tuxedo jumpsuit! A freakin’ plain black chiffon tuxedo jumpsuit for $3,400! i know that was pretty stupid. No, nothing special, no details, no glitters, no sequins! It was a “Oh i like that one, i’ll get that one!” buy. No thinking involved.I felt so guilty i sold all my old gadgets (3 mobile phones, old HP laptop and my portable dvd player which was my bestfriend when i was in middle east.) I got $700 from that and gave it to my husband. He said, “You’re thin!.” I said i couldnt eat cuz i miss him. He did believe that cuz i do lose weight when he’s away. Then i gave him the money and he was orgasmic (and shocked) i didnt finish the money (and didnt know i fed the dogs with rice!). So now, i have a new system. I go to the store, try them on and get them reserved for a week. And i’d spend that whole week deciding which one to buy, which one to give up. I dont buy anything designer anymore without really giving it a serious thought, you know, when the angel and the devil fight in your head. And it works. If i bought them that day i tried them on,i’d end up being miserable all day because again, im broke. With the new system, the angel always wins. =)
But i dont regret buying this sweater, the price i paid was too much for a simple sweater, but i did punish myself so i’d be able to forgive (myself). I ran everyday, i didnt eat anything fried, and didnt eat Quail’s nest salad for a month. Quail’s nest salad is my favourite salad, its the first thing that comes to mind when i’m stressed or pissed off or angry or depressed. And when Diddy (my husband) saw the label, he gave me that “Mimmy, what is this?” look. I said, "Oh that, oh i got that when they had 95% discount!!!!!! Now, dont you tell me i am the only one who uses that excuse! =)
Anyway, this is my saturday.=) Walked the kids in the morning, ran, had lunch, did some sewing, editing photos for my flickr account, and here having our afternoon walk on tha boulevard, had tea, talked about me and my sisters playing with spiders when we were kids, then walked home.=)
So that’s it. Thank you for reading, for the comments and votes, and hope you have a good sunday.=)
Goodnight everyone! i promise its gonna be a short one tomorrow.=)
P.S. <3 Kurarin.
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