my fashion obsession basically started at high school. back then, the in thing was giordano, united colors of benetton, esprit and stuff like that.. mean girls had the it bag and if you don't have anything branded on you, you are a loser with a capital L. i was a kid obsessed.. so i bought and bought till i can't buy anymore (with what little allowance i have)
but then i had an awakening.. my personal bible. VOGUE. i started to know prada, gucci, dior, valentino, and karl lagerfeld..
and then i graduated and knew paris hilton and nicole richie.. then i started coveting their bags especially a black rocker chic bag on nicole richie's arms
my heart pounded a million bits per minute and i know that it was meant for me..
then i knew balenciaga.
the beautiful balenciaa in a lot of colors. with that edgy street style which screams "i am so hot, that i am seriously cool"
with its gorgeous leather and stitching.. i was hooked..
then i started buying knock-offs in greenhills and divisoria..
but it didnt make me happy
i want the real thing...
xoxo
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