Shopping Fever

My spending sprees never seem to end... First up, was the Louis Vuitton Petite Noe in Epi Leather, and then I got a bunch of dresses from an online spree, shipped all the way from Singapore. And then, I spent a good sum on a black Chanel Classic Lambskin Flap. The bag haven't even arrived, before I made another spending impulse from Forever 21 website. Altogether 8 items I have just checked out from the website-










I seem to have little resistance to lovely little things in this world. Well, at least certain expression of happiness can be bought. Sexy black is awesome! I'm drooling over Victoria Beckham's style


I could almost hear the Chanel Clutch calling out for me!

I prob have a lot of weight to shred before I can pull off this look. My face is looking rounder than before, not solely because of my new haircut. Feeling depressed and cooping myself at home is far from helping with the situation... Much needed for my well-being now is some fresh air and exercises.

Strange enough, I find my ass shrinking! Total disaster! How am I going to look sexy in the pencil skirt without a nice curve on the rear? My life has gone too weird- putting on / losing weight in the wrong areas!

Something else to share... Was talking to Bec last night briefly. She seemed really depressed and torn apart by her current guy. What would you do if you have already committed so much, but yet feel that tinge of uncertainty if he's really the one?

I can empathise with her. But then again, when can we really be sure? Perhaps only till the day we die, knowing that someone has always been true for the whole lifetime.

I'm a skeptic afterall...

And just in case you think I'm a shallow bitch with an air-head, I'm a far-cry from that... because I have just scored a distinction for my marketing assignment without even trying. You can't even dispute the fact that my job needs me more than I need it.. Only reason I'm hanging on to it is, I am building up a wardrobe with outrageous expenses!

I'm not dumb, but just lacking in ambition and conviction to do what I'm doing. As I have said to some friends, the fashion world is still my dream. But being a dream means that I have put lots of efforts and shoulder some risks to make it come true, which I'm not ready and willing to take at this moment.

So, what else can I do but winge and bitch at this time? And use excuses like "I'm spending heaps because I'm stressed out"?

If my dear friends are concerned about me getting indebted because of my spending impulses, don't worry overtly. I still stash away a good amount of money each week, and I have a husband to turn to (put it this way, I refuse to be an air-headed "tai-tai"). On top of that, it feels good to be earning my own dollars and then swiping it away on all the things on my most wanted list.