Monday, May 25, 2009

Shopping nightmares

Through the years I've developed a certain kind of love & hate relationship with shopping. Love part mostly refers to buying gifts for friends and family on my travels while the hate part more or less covers all the other occasions.

Especially when I know exactly what I'm looking for, which is in most of the cases. And all that because for some weird reason I don't want my clothes to be polluted with roses, butterflies, sculls, shiny and glittering shit or phrases like: "Bitch", "2 hot 4 U" or "Sexy".

So usually I would spend waste several days looking for a specific piece of clothing. What usually happens is that I:
  • don't find what I'm looking for,
  • find it but not in my size,
  • find it but in all the wrong colors,
  • find it in the right colors and size, but it looks awful on me.
Afterwards I could really use a drink, a massage or a therapist. Possibly all three.

This time I got lucky. After few attempts of trying to buy short pants, I finally got them - at men's department. The salesman didn't forget to kindly point that out several times and tried to offer me an "equivalent" female model. It was much shorter and what a surprise pink.

I'm sure they would go nicely with my tiara and baby blue high hills but somehow I found strenght to say no. After all Barbie might eventually claim her clothes back.

So I got these instead:

Tuesday, May 5, 2009


My social profiles tell me I got lots of friends. Lucky me. If those numbers were true I would go bankrupt every x-mas.

But who are friends anyway? I'd say someone:
  • who loves and respects you and you feel the same way about them,
  • you think about often even if you see eachother only every now and then,
  • you can call for no obvious reason,
  • who tells you to STFU when you are full of bullshit,
  • who calls a cab and takes you home when you are too drunk to exist,
  • who listens to you even when you don't make much sence,
  • who might forget about your birthday, but will be there for you when you really need them.
Of course all of this goes also the other way.

So basically friends are people who know you, but like you anyway :).

Love you guys & girls - you know who you are.