Monday, September 05, 2005
Champagne taste.... Boone's Farm Income.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Although I am an unusual college student.... I am a college student all the same. This means two things. First of all, I have no friggin' clue what I am doing with my life when I finish pursuing all of the degrees that I want... (Hell, I don't even know if I will be married when I finish pursuing all of my degrees) And two, I am basically poor. But I still have the champagne taste that my family instilled in me growing up. I just cannot force myself to be the owner of a purse that is not just fabulous.... I don't appreciate disposable clothing, and I love gaudy baubles.... I have learned to be fabulous on a shoestring... I buy cheap gaudy baubles from Sam Moon, I buy shoes off of the sale rack (or at least from DSW shoe warehouse), my clothes no longer come from North Park Mall, and I wear cheap sunglasses- and to be really honest my look is still better than most. In fact it was decided by my best girlfriend that we are far more posh now than when we were in college the first time around. But sometimes, you have a moment of weakness or a moment of stupidity, or the gods bring a B-E-Autiful piece of loveliness to you... Sometimes it happens... And sometimes you cannot pass it up. It just wouldn't be right.
People, the god's brought me this fabulous plum purse- Via Neiman Marcus Last Call, and It would have been a slap in the shopping god's face to pass up the beauty and serenity of the supple leather, satin lined, miraculous creation of a fabulous designer.... So I did what any girl would do....
I called my Daddy... And my Daddy graciously allowed me to purchase the purse and place it on a payment plan.... If I ever figure out how, I will post a picture of the fabulousness.
It really was worth every penny. ¶ 7:54 PM
Although I am an unusual college student.... I am a college student all the same. This means two things. First of all, I have no friggin' clue what I am doing with my life when I finish pursuing all of the degrees that I want... (Hell, I don't even know if I will be married when I finish pursuing all of my degrees) And two, I am basically poor. But I still have the champagne taste that my family instilled in me growing up. I just cannot force myself to be the owner of a purse that is not just fabulous.... I don't appreciate disposable clothing, and I love gaudy baubles.... I have learned to be fabulous on a shoestring... I buy cheap gaudy baubles from Sam Moon, I buy shoes off of the sale rack (or at least from DSW shoe warehouse), my clothes no longer come from North Park Mall, and I wear cheap sunglasses- and to be really honest my look is still better than most. In fact it was decided by my best girlfriend that we are far more posh now than when we were in college the first time around. But sometimes, you have a moment of weakness or a moment of stupidity, or the gods bring a B-E-Autiful piece of loveliness to you... Sometimes it happens... And sometimes you cannot pass it up. It just wouldn't be right.
People, the god's brought me this fabulous plum purse- Via Neiman Marcus Last Call, and It would have been a slap in the shopping god's face to pass up the beauty and serenity of the supple leather, satin lined, miraculous creation of a fabulous designer.... So I did what any girl would do....
I called my Daddy... And my Daddy graciously allowed me to purchase the purse and place it on a payment plan.... If I ever figure out how, I will post a picture of the fabulousness.
It really was worth every penny. ¶ 7:54 PM
