We had a little love affair during the summer, it’s no secret. But while I was distracted with the thirst-quenching, delicious flavors you were bringing to the table, you were robbing me blind. We parted ways when the leaves started changing, and for awhile I was holding up alright, but life just isn’t the same without you. Your healing antioxidants are needed now. Not to mention I could use a new set of glasses for college in the fall. So please, forgive me. Since we’ve split I’ve gotten a job, so I think I can afford your luxurious lifestyle.
Can anyone else identify with me and my never ending rage when their favorite things suddenly go mainstream? Nothing bothers me more than when the websites and designers and artists I’ve been hoarding for months, maybe even years appear on everyones radar.
Right now I’m brooding over my absolute favorite pair of shoes, gladiator sandals I bought at least two years ago. They bit the dust late last fall from my excessive wear, and I fully intended on replacing them until all the designers decided to incorporate the look into their 2008 lines. Now every store is carrying them, including Urban Outfitters, which sealed the deal and I’m over it.
Except while searching for pictures to post with this I came across these. These beautiful, snake-embossed, patent leather, gladiator upgrades. I may be over it, but I’m not so insane as to pass up owning such a foxy pair of shoes.
And yes, I’m still upset about Feist going the Apple route and the next second everyone’s updated their facebook profiles to reflect their NEW! FAVORITE! ARTIST!
It’s taken me a long time to figure out that hair is better left un-straightened and outfits are better picked when you are in a rush. Waking up late and looking better than any other day is both frustrating and satisfying. If only every morning I could be so thoughtless and chic.