it was a sunny afternoon. two of my girlfriends and i headed out in my car with the air conditioner piped up to max. excited and with our wallets full, we sang along (badly) to "love story" by Taylor Swift on the radio.. we giggled and chittered... it was after all our very first bazaar...
we have been shopping online for some months now. well ok.. many months. and spent money. lots of it. on all the wonderful goodies these amazing girls brought us. all to the convenience of our doorstep.
no more bored boyfriends.
no more "sayang lets gooooooooooo"
no more "yea yea that looks great... now can we go?"
we parked our car and we walked in. we saw a whole hustle of people. we gripped our wallets as we prepared for the war against our conscience which was already beginning to sound like our mothers.... *shudder*
"u dont need more clothes/shoes/belts/bags/etc !!! u have enough to start a shop yourself......"
it was heaven. clothes. shoes. accesories... what a place... all jammed into one. everywhere i turned i saw something i wanted. every inch of the store had something i wanted to touch. something i wanted to feel. something i wanted to buy....
so it began... the simple browsing.. the light chatter...
and then the wallet came out. once.... (yea i really needed that skirt!) and then again. (the belt was OMG Delicious!!) and then again (shoes... OXFORDS to be exact) and then a few more times...(dress/top/top/top/ *sale la on tops!!!!!/leggings)
at the end... i had to stop.. people were begining to look at me funny. maybe it was coz i was the only girl will sooo many bags i started to refuse plastic bags to make it seem like i just bought a few things...
total damages? =RM350. 00
total return on investment= unmeasurable bliss.....
sighsss.....
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