I hate Hate HATE shopping in general. I hate it because I can never get the things I want. Plus, I hate Hate HATE paying for anything full price. RM120 for a top? I don't fucking think so. RM500 for a jacket? Fuck that. Everything costs MONEY, OKAY! LOTS of it. And with my pay what the hell can I afford? Sand. That's what I can afford. Sand. And a couple of leaves.
Anyway, when it comes to fashion I'm practically a retard. I'm a jeans and t-shirt type of girl mostly. I LIVE in my jeans. Think about taking away my jeans and I'd have to fucking kill you.
My staple garb.
I hate to admit it, but I finally realised that I do contribute to the lower standards of hotness of the Malaysian female population. What a wreck! A walking accident! A failure! I'm already 26 for fuck sakes why the hell am I still wearing my 16 year old Kitikat t-shirt out?????!??!! I need a wardrobe makeover! Hmm.....and maybe a face lift....why not throw in a boob job... but I'm working on a tight budget here, so just the new threads, for now.
Being the fashion moron that I am, I needed some serious help. I needed someone to push me TRY things. I needed someone to make me BUY things. So I asked Raksha who brought along a friend to do the almost impossible task - make me shop. Within a day, malls were conquered, truckloads of clothes tried, umpteen shoes put on, feets cramped, stomachs churned, blood spilled, teeth gritted, profanities exchanged, credit cards burnt, pockets emptied. Sigh. Frankly, this whole outing was pure unadulterated carnage to my poor bank account.
But was it worth it? Was the mission a success? Or a complete and utter fuck up? Well, let's all just deep-sea dive right into the tainted cesspool that is the lack of my dignity and see the results.... or you could always fuck off to do something else less painful like watch insects eat each other's head on the National Geographic channel instead.
Go go go.
This top gives the illusion that I have some boobs. Not that I'm complaining. At all.
Prior to this outing, I did not own a single pair of Vincci shoes. I have now officially lost my Vincci-nity.
I like red. Red is such a happy, happy colour.
Apparently I needed some "basic" tops... and a serious haircut.
.... the same "basic" top in white. Mango is seriously overpriced, IMHO.
I still need to buy accessories to "complete my outfits". And a couple of dresses too because everybloodybody is getting married and I have nothing to wear for dinners. Damn you sickening happyhappy marrying people, YOUR MARRIAGE IS COSTING ME MONEY!! BE CONSIDERATE A BIT CAN OR NOT!! STOP GETTING MARRIED LAH!!
Please tell me where I can get me nice simple dresses for cheap?