Apparently I have agreed to be bought for the rest of my life. My price tag? Five thousand smackeroos. Yes, that is how ‘valuable’ Awful is. Crap.

So I pretty much have my heart set on a Balenciaga. The Giant city or something like that. Gosh it is confusing. Anyway it looks around like this one.

And this one.

Anyway I was quite confused at the shop at Hilton especially when the saleslady told me that the big big one only cost twenty dollars. Er, I admit, I am not a Balenciaga fan, they all look the same to me but the dimensions but I do like to have one for myself. Debbie pointed out it is not in vogue anymore but it rather goes with my style. Yah, whatever style I feel like every morning. The question is what colour? I sometimes do matchy matchy, most of the time am a vomit of colours.

And this Miu Miu. Seafoam Green. With Siew’s stamp of approval.

And Miss Debbie keeps on tempting me with ‘classics’ like Hermes and Celine. Chanel comes up often but the metal chain does not sit well with my shoulders.