Zara-diction

It is official. I am addicted to Zara KLCC... La faghag and I went to KLCC today to get a birthday cake and we decided to take a peek in Zara. Yesterday, I got the bag but didn't browse through the clothes they have so that's what I did today. I kinda regret it now...

I saw the most adorable, lovely pink and white stripes short sleeve shirt. It's like THE pink shirt ever and I've not seen anything like it. The shade of pink, the cutting, the material and the general outlook of it is perfect. Oh I want it so bad... But guess how much it costs... It's more expensive than my bag... RM150. Dem it... La faghag and Sam thinks it's not worth it and I'm beginning to think so too. Oh but it's so pretty...

Disappointed, I went to Zara website to just browse randomly. Then I saw two lovely bags! My goodness, I haven't used my the bag that I bought yesterday and already I want another... I'm such a bag-whore... I've turned into a monster.


I love bags!

Both of them are bigger than the bag that I got. The black is made of nylon (I love for bags) and the brown is made of cotton (don't like it much). The black looks so sleek and stylish while the brown is more Oxford sort of a look. Oh don't bother comparing the both. Just look at it, both of them are so pretty...

I'm going to work tomorrow with my bag since the girls in my department insist I bring it tomorrow. I shall grant their wish and flaunt my fabulous bag. I love my bag. Love my bag so much.

I'm so turning gay by the days or as my ex puts it, "OMG, you're turning into a monster.". Not surprised really. The first time I met him, I didn't really bother with clothes and looked so BORING. I just wore shirts and khakis (the-so-unfabulous-days). I couldn't match colours and never even owned a pair of jeans.

And now, I crave for shirts, t-shirts, polos, jeans, bermuda shorts, bags, facial products, colognes, kinky underwear and all that is required to be fabulous. I plan the clothes that I want to wear and what accessories to go with it. I know how to colour coordinate my clothes and clothes suddenly became my priority expenditure. It's a total 360 degree turn for me and even I don't recognize the old me. This is what happens when you date a fashion designer.

Embrace the fabulousness.

-Live Long & Prosper

7 comments:

Janvier said...

Great, so we know the kind of people we need to avoid if we are to stop our pockets from burning. :)

Price tags and closet space limits our buying clothes and apparels.

adrien said...

kinky underwear!?

Queer Ranter said...

Janvier: Avoid! *sob sob Price tags are always the limiting factor...

Adrien: Yes Adrien, kinky underwear. :)

coolgardy said...

Wow, a fashion monster in the making? I love ZARA shirts, very sleek and it matches with the contoour of my body too...haha

joshua said...

lol ZARA is getting too expensive for my broken budget. haha

hmm u are getting on the bandwagon of MANBAGS too?

-C said...

Shopping? Clothes? Bags?

...zzz.....z...z...

Queer Ranter said...

Coolgardy: I'm afraid I need proof of that. KLCC Zara's changing room? I'll be waiting. :P

Joshua: Hehehe. It's all my ex's fault. He turned me into the manbag monster. :P

C: *smack