Woman On A Mission
I'm a woman with a mission. As much as I dislike the idea that a person is incomplete without material possessions, in the past week I've become a less cool, less well-dressed Carrie Bradshaw, which is mostly because all I've been doing is watching Sex and the City. The point is, all I want now is Chanel, Manolo, Jimmy Choo, and Marc Jacobs. However, its not like I can really afford it, especially not the Manolos which come in at like four or five hundred a pop. But I have decided on a pair of Marc Jacobs. Wanna see them? You can go visit my soon to be babies here
. I'm really proud of myself. What I really wanted for lunch today was Subway, with a Dunkin Donuts donut and coffee for dessert. I know, not healthy but whatev. Instead I'm having one of those Lipton Rice Sides things in Cheddar Broccoli in order to save money. I mean the shoes are only $298 and I've definitely spent that and more on bags, and I do have the money, but if I'm going to indulge this fantasy of being a real-life Carrie Bradshaw (clothing- and shoe-wise anyway), I gotta eat the cheap way. Aren't you proud of me?