You Don’t Always Get Back What You Put In
About a month ago, I was taking the Foster bus home and noticed a fellow passenger’s dress.
Atop her head was a Kangol hat. She clutched at Dooney & Burke purse, and over her shoulder was slung a Prada bag. She looked like hell.
She had a lumpy body and resembled a homelier Liza Minelli. And I know that she had invested hundreds of dollars (that damn D & B bag alone cost nearly $300) to try to cultivate a look, but instead of looking polished, like a fashionista, she was trying way too hard and falling far too short.
I felt so incredibly sorry for her.
I think you should make the most of what you’ve got, but imagining how pissed off you’d be if you’d spent a grand or so trying to put yourself together and still looked patched-up and strange.
I sometimes think we’re all better off phoning it in.
And yet today, I passed up free pizza. Why? “Because I’m getting married in seven months and can’t be that fat bride.”
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That’s soooo sad! What’s even sadder is that I had to look up Kangol, is that all the rage??? And You are going to be a FAB bride!!!!
Congratulations on your engagement.
Are you sure that stuff was real? Does anyone own designer bags that are not knock-offs anymore?
I have a good feeling it was real. Because if you’re going to coat yourself head to toe in conspicuous labels, why not do it up real?
There are alot of individuals who believe that by dressing in those types of clothing or Knockoffs, that this will make them a better person. We are all very strange.
Inheritance.