[edit] there is way too much expensive, not-fantastic, not-awe-inspiring, copycat clothes going around. seriously. [jer will agree with me here cos we are fashion whores who pore over fashion magazines like reading a bible like that] i mean ok take juicy couture. some juicy couture things are cute. like their coats & dresses. but definitely not worth a few bloody thousand dollars ok -.- ANDANDAND their velour shit. ok i admit i own a pair of their velour trackpants (heh), but those were bought at sale & they're comfy and warm. but yeah i'd never spend a few hundred sing on em. plus its mighty gross when you wear the whole matching tracksuit thingy. ew. i mean if you ask me to spend thousands on chanel, ok larh :D hahaha. not like you can get much. but its the quality & the story & e lifestyle that you're buying into.
and the jersey thing. rachel pally, splendid, james perse & c&c cali were e original ones. and they're super good jersey btw, but even then only selected pieces. but now everywhere sprouting new jersey only clothing lines that charge a bomb per item -.- everyone also can make a kimono jersey dress ok. don't need to charge a million bucks. its like when you shop on revolveclothing. its a million and one unremarkable, identical dresses in every colour u can think of. you can't tell one designer from e other. what happened to individuality, to inspiration, to design?! its fucking commercialism i tell you. i HATE commercialism -.- grumbles. and then haute couture is dying out. what happens when karl lagerfeld, john galliano & christian lacroix dies?! bring back haute couture -.- just that everyone would have to wear potato sacks cos i don't think i'll ever be able to afford it. sighs. too many normal pleasant things in e world, and nothing wonderful anymore. bah. -pants- ok rant finish. wow rant very long 0_o ahaha. don't get me started on fashion ever. smirks. will go on forever. you will regret. ahah [/edit]
thanks screw :p much appreciated. hahahaha.
maybe i should stop saying thank you & sorrys so many times. to the point that i feel it they no longer have that effect, no longer are appreciated. maybe cos i always put myself there, ready & available that i feel so not appreciated. that when you ring me up demanding dinner, it just makes my day (: hahaha.
i need to lose alot weight so i can cut my hair -.-
been spending e past few days sleeping sleeping sleeping. its like i'm permanently so sleepy. i don't understand it really. i'm a person who doesn't really need alot of sleep, but if given e free time, i'd happily sleep it away. but the amount of sleep i'm doing is getting ridiculous. 17 hours in a day 0_o which results in not much work done. brilliant. i'm starting to freak about finals. BAD BAD BAD. and shib managed to tempt me into deathcab in london somemore just before exams. but its deathcab deathcabdeathcab!!! i think rachel's going to be jealous. heh.
i understand everyone's busy. everyone has their own lives wherever we are now. but it just really saddens me to be walking on such different paths now. its so funny how from the outside everyone always sees me as protecting you. because i do. but between the two of us, you're the one holding me up. when i'm tired, sad, crazy, you're always there to put things right. i've become so reliant on you, our lives so intertwined, so similar each step of the way.. that now we're on diverging paths, i feel the loss so acutely. i cannot go long periods without talking to you. and sometimes i feel so selfish cos it seems to be always me just yapping away nonstop. but you understand me at such a deep level. where you see all my weaknesses and frailties. you're like family already, but i seem to miss you more than i miss my family. and i hate not being able to talk to you everyday. its mighty fucked up. i'm just waiting for june to come. its too long away.
and the jersey thing. rachel pally, splendid, james perse & c&c cali were e original ones. and they're super good jersey btw, but even then only selected pieces. but now everywhere sprouting new jersey only clothing lines that charge a bomb per item -.- everyone also can make a kimono jersey dress ok. don't need to charge a million bucks. its like when you shop on revolveclothing. its a million and one unremarkable, identical dresses in every colour u can think of. you can't tell one designer from e other. what happened to individuality, to inspiration, to design?! its fucking commercialism i tell you. i HATE commercialism -.- grumbles. and then haute couture is dying out. what happens when karl lagerfeld, john galliano & christian lacroix dies?! bring back haute couture -.- just that everyone would have to wear potato sacks cos i don't think i'll ever be able to afford it. sighs. too many normal pleasant things in e world, and nothing wonderful anymore. bah. -pants- ok rant finish. wow rant very long 0_o ahaha. don't get me started on fashion ever. smirks. will go on forever. you will regret. ahah [/edit]
thanks screw :p much appreciated. hahahaha.
maybe i should stop saying thank you & sorrys so many times. to the point that i feel it they no longer have that effect, no longer are appreciated. maybe cos i always put myself there, ready & available that i feel so not appreciated. that when you ring me up demanding dinner, it just makes my day (: hahaha.
i need to lose alot weight so i can cut my hair -.-
been spending e past few days sleeping sleeping sleeping. its like i'm permanently so sleepy. i don't understand it really. i'm a person who doesn't really need alot of sleep, but if given e free time, i'd happily sleep it away. but the amount of sleep i'm doing is getting ridiculous. 17 hours in a day 0_o which results in not much work done. brilliant. i'm starting to freak about finals. BAD BAD BAD. and shib managed to tempt me into deathcab in london somemore just before exams. but its deathcab deathcabdeathcab!!! i think rachel's going to be jealous. heh.
i understand everyone's busy. everyone has their own lives wherever we are now. but it just really saddens me to be walking on such different paths now. its so funny how from the outside everyone always sees me as protecting you. because i do. but between the two of us, you're the one holding me up. when i'm tired, sad, crazy, you're always there to put things right. i've become so reliant on you, our lives so intertwined, so similar each step of the way.. that now we're on diverging paths, i feel the loss so acutely. i cannot go long periods without talking to you. and sometimes i feel so selfish cos it seems to be always me just yapping away nonstop. but you understand me at such a deep level. where you see all my weaknesses and frailties. you're like family already, but i seem to miss you more than i miss my family. and i hate not being able to talk to you everyday. its mighty fucked up. i'm just waiting for june to come. its too long away.
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