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why wy?

Monday, June 09, 2008 at 8:26 AM

Blame it on sex in the city, or my emotional state of mind, or the fact that I had a good shopping buddy (my cousin, male, not gay), but I came home with a $150 Zara skirt yesterday. Since embarking on my student lifestyle, I can't remember when I last splurged on clothes. Actually I can, 2 years ago in KL. But this has got to be one of the more expensive single items in my wardrobe.

By god it felt good.

And it is a skirt (gray, pleated, knee length, well constructed with a thick belt) that when other girls see it, they sigh because it is so beautiful. A skirt with personality, that you build outfits around and not the other way. A skirt that would cover its eyes in shame and say, you can't possibly put me together with that tacky $10 top, I would rather die.

I'll have to get better at ironing because there is no way it is going to emerge wrinkle free from my backpack.

The rest of the night was a riot as well, meeting up with the cheemsters. We spoke of the significance of bahzhang, as it is the festival of triangular meat dumplings right now, to wearing black on mondays as a silent protest against work, and even climbed a 4 storey spiral staircase (old fashioned fire escape which has purely decorative significance today) to prove we could do it while slightly drunk. Presumably if I was 100% sober, I wouldn't attempt it.

Come on guys, we need to do a koh samui reunion - what about in wakiki? Alvin, dig deep and rent us a house for a week.

Otherwise the rest of the weekend was filled with laughter, which is not a bad thing. :)

And in response to a shopping challenge question - there is no zara in australia. Had to google it.

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