The people that go to these functions are snooty. Not to say that I'm the humblest being ever, cuz I'm not, but I'm by no means snooty. Sure, I like expensive things but my conscience will not allow me to buy a blouse that is $300 bucks, on sale. The people here know designers by name, A to Z and while I applaud that (OK, not really, that don't impress me much), I much prefer to hold a conversation with some one that is not trying to decipher what designer shirt I'm wearing while we conversate (because it is most likely NOT designer).
Anyway, this place was a trip and a half. A line to get in the elevator, a line to check in your coat and designer handbag and another line to pick up your coat and designer handbag. No lines to pay though because the prices were so outrageous and the clothing, quite honestly, hideous. And no accessories what so ever. I hate it when you go some place with the idea of shopping and come out empty handed. Michael Kors, you disappointed me.
But, anyway, all shopping blues aside, I thought today would've been fun 'girl time' because my mom was watching Aixah and I had the evening to spend with my girlfriends. Lets just say, without going into too much detail, that the company wasn't thrilling. I wasn't feeling the love, if you know what I mean. Anyway, the evening ended with me having sushi at a restaurant I wanted to try out by my parents house, all by my lonesome self. And because good food makes me happy it ended up being a good night.
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