Thursday, June 05, 2008
How I ended up with a Chloe bag
It all started with helping my beloved baobei, who had to exchange a Fendi for a Fendi. As Fate would dictate, he was late and I was free to roam the Forbidden Shores until he arrives.
(Un)Fortunately, Baby was with me.
As luck would have it, Chloe was there, right smack in my face. Talk about temptation. As the two Devil's advocate drift around the shop, my traitor eyes have began to zero in on MyHeart'sDesire.
I think God is compensating for some injustice against me, so He had Chloe's merchandiser import in MyOne&Only.
The moment I caressed its skin, it beckons me to put down all conditions for it.
You wont believe it, but amazingly, the creation found itself hanging off the display hook as I walked out on the air of my life.
48 agonising hours later, I found myself within 5km radius of the bag AGAIN. The cold turkey was unbearable and its threatening Baby's sleep and mental tolerance threshold. I swear its an understatement that Baby was tempted to knock me senseless after my repeated chants of "buy me that Chloe", especially so when he was on MC.
I tried persuading myself that MiuMiu makes a much better choice. That Prada shoes are pretty comforting too. Marc Jacob's clutch is wonderful as well. But when I took one more look at Chloe, I swear its hit-and-run with absolutely no intact remains left.
I've experienced my first true love."
MiuMiu is a high end brand whereas Chloe belongs to luxurious goods. Not everyone can carry our goods but this bag belongs to you.
It's perfect on you."-Chloe saleswoman.
If ever there is a most powerful speech award, that just won a Nobel.
The deal was sealed and I floated out of the store.
And that's how I ended up with a Chloe bag.
My 21 years of existence has not gone to waste.
:) :) :) :) :)
9:55 PM