Your world CRUMBLES. (title, please!)
Not only am I an irritating perfectionist, I’ve now developed some slight shopaholic issues.
Karen Millen is one.
But first, allow me show you the piece and perhaps you’ll crumble in sentiments with me.
The pictures are Prt Sc-ed, so that explains for the picture quality.
Nevertheless, HOW GORGEOUS! It’s limited edition at euro 140. Could have got it at sing 110. Got it on and the texture was simply awesome. Really soft, really comfy. The ultimate to-school attire! Okay, I might have gone overboard on that, but it’s still good to go for school isn’t it? Maybe it’s a little formal, but seriously, when have I not dressed formally. Even in situations that are totally unnecessary for. In short, dressing overly formal, overly mature is just my style. Now, that’s the thing I wanna put on!
Life cannot get any worse.
Actually it can, and it did but I’m not gonna go into it today.
THE DRESS!!! ):
Well, sorry for making you read this though. Rather dumb a post, I admit.
Y.thegood (can’t bring myself to type “angel”):
When some things are out of your reach, you just have to let it go don’t you?
Y.theevil:
But, but, but, I HAD IT ON YOU KNOW!
Y.themiddleofbothwhichistherealvirtualone:
There’s always gonna be another denim shirt dress somewhere out there labelled with your name waiting for you to discover and purchase it home some day. You’ve got to move along or you’ll never find the one that’s truly destined for you.
Y.behindthecomputerscreen,continuingherdramaspeechmood:
I’m pretty sure that one’s got my name labelled on it. And it’s labelled in this one exact way “YILIAN-herultimateshirtdress,pickmehome,putmeinyourclosetwiththeotherclothes,wearittwiceandforbitmeagaintoeverseesunlight”
Y.behindthecomputerscreen,offherdramaspeech stating:
Yeah it’s true. Something so distinct is usually worn only a numerous times during a certain period and after which I’ll never put it on again. The sad sad truth. Well that just double (I’m not gonna state the first - my Mom’s reason) justified why I shouldn’t get to own it doesn’t it?
All that grumbling above relieved the sorrow I was burdened with when I left the dress and headed home.
Hahaha.
Well I was seriously, a tiny whiny upset about it.
How can anyone not be?
Till next time, when I have something more constructive to blog about.
Hmmm, say heels. How about that one? In fact, I do have one about the heels? If your interested to read spam my comment box!
Ha, well I only said that because I’m clear aware that people who read, don’t.
Your basically prevented from this agony.
Okay, when I type “Till Then”, I’ve seriously gonna learn to mean it and stop myself from blabbering on.
goodbye.
