What I wear to class....
CONFESSIONS OF A SHOPAHOLIC
"A man will never love you as well as a store...’’ True that because shops bring clothes in all sizes and you get to choose what's perfect for you. And you can always return it or exchange it if it doesn't fit well. You can't do that with men, not unless you want 'slut' to be your middle name.
But your love for clothing shops can grow like cancer and if not detected early, you can find yourself in a cute stylish 1,70 m long and 50 cm wide coffin, if not Shopaholic Anonymous. You know that feeling you get when you pass by Mr Price or Me Me Me that tells you the pair of shoes you bought last week is no longer the 'in' thing. And oh, that,you can get the same outfit Rihana wore going out for coffee in LA in a low price.
Yes it slips your mind that the main reason you're at the mall is to get food. Well I’m guilty of that and sadly Joan Rivers wont charge me because she'll have to charge herself too.
Being a Tertiary student is no easy task. Having a stylish lifestyle as mine is a good curse. I've been staying at res which means I'm far from my mom who doesn't allow me to spend money on unnecessary shoes and bags. She doesn't get it anyway. I sometimes find myself broke and counting days till Friday when I get my weekly allowance. Well at first my parents use to give me monthly, but because of my addiction, they got annoyed with me crying in the middle of a month for food money. Well since then, weekly works just fine. I get money but before I even buy food, I'll go check if there's no sale at any department store. Mr Price and Legit usually have a sale which is reasonable to students and I always buy. I don’t buy much though, just a pair of shoes, a top and even some accessory. That's not a lot right? I try to hold myself but my heart tells me I need it. The rush I get when paying for it comes with guilt but it feels so right, the world seems perfect.
It makes me forget about the mass communications assignment I have to work on, and my bad love life seems useless. Seeing myself in that mirror takes me to the great fashion capital city Milan. yes. Then I wear it and wash it and realise it's not the same anymore. And I need something else to keep the feeling. It’s like a drug; your life evolves around it.
A week without shopping is like a year without water,. Sometimes I'll open my designer purse and realise how broke I am. I don’t need rehab though, at least not now. I'm only 20 ...I just want to shop.
FASHIONISTA OF THE WEEK
SHOPPING WITH MOMMY
I got hold of an old issue of Oprah Magazine and there was a feature fashion article on mother-daughter shopping. The article by Robyn Cooke had shopping guidelines for both mothers and daughters. To summerise them
* Set a budget
*Enjoy the experience
*Talk smart
* Do your homework
*Set time aside
*Argue intelligently
Well if you read the article you will understand because the pointers are too formal and boring for a fashionista. Reading the article got me thinking if we even want our mothers to come shopping with us. I don't. Main reason being , my mom will be preaching to me about how decent and normal i'll look on that skirt. How good and innocent the girl next door look on that dress. How flumpy or indecent women who were super skinny skinny jeans look. How revealing the lace top I want is. How too short the pink summer dress I'm craving for is. How weird the net pumps are .
These are just all the unnecessary, appetite-finishing statements my mom would make that I don’t even want to hear. Well, at least not in front of everybody.
Maybe your mom is better and a little fashion forward. My mom is not. She's that kind of a mother who will buy you expensive, ugly, leather shoes just because they will last you 10 dull years. My mom dress up only because it’s politically correct to dress.
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