My life can not be more tragic. If readers have sinned. Farewell My chapita. Goodbye to Dad's gift of two weeks without buying anything. Farewell to Tom Ford dinner going to celebrate at home for my effort. All because of the damn blog network. Who's telling me to make friends, follow people and I ran into the stylist that's evil, which tempts me to consumerism with their entries. Why does everyone have to have a blog? They do not worth with magazines or television programs. They have to count the stars of the picture also their war stories for the network. If even Obama has a blog! In what has become of this world. Since when a girl of 13 years becomes a fashion icon with her eccentric outfits and go to all the shows located in the front row, just to take pictures with, call it clothing.
As it turns out I was like I have said by visiting the blogs of my friends in fashion. Lagerfeld, Jacobs , Jessica Stam ... when she was there. Why all the celebrities have had to choose it as your stylist fetish? Why have to give this place of honor? Why must show in every post the "must have" for every season of the big fashion house? " why you should sell or complement each outfit as if our life had to be geared towards achieving the same? Why do I have to do this to me?
The entered cited: "The new seasons come to Barneys." Thousands of images of desire went through my eyes. Everything had to be mine. Find something to entertain me for not thinking about it. But I found nothing. Nothing in what occupy my mind to take me out of consumerist desire. So I grabbed my bag and went as fast as I could into the street. All that was destined to buy it. I did not call any taxi, waiting for me at the door! When you arrive at Barneys, found everything first. Each of the pieces that I wish I were waiting in their booths. All of my size. Just perfect. The world had for my future partner would have every piece of clothing, shoes, hat and bag in my closet. The
remember how much I really do not buy it. Everything needed, no doubt. but when I got home and closed the set in my bedroom with all the bags on the bed. There it was. Guilt waiting. Chapita ten days without shopping shone above the toilet and never had. It seemed the only object in the room and looked at me with accusing eyes. Look lie what I say, but it was the only time I have regretted buying something. I got to see all the clothes even unnecessary. But do not worry that feeling did not last long, until I got to prove everything he had acquired.
All because of the damn blog network. Vote for the blog of the chick is being blocked or something.
Today I have group therapy session. Do not know how I'll tell you the bad news the doctor.
Ah! One last thing. My social promotion plan is ongoing. Did You know what? You remember the dick daddy's girl who was in the first place. It turns out that Matthew was not the only one out of the closet this week. Her boyfriend with whom she spent two years as stated in his blog that he was homosexual, so they lie is out. Unlike your case and mine. If she admitted their relationship, and therefore is not a good friend who was helping her best friend.
Posh losing the first set: 0
points for me: 1
Besos.
B.
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