The guilt of admitting to a few people who reads this blog. The eyebrows raised in such spectacular length and lastly the "are you kidding me?" face that holds nothing but the emptiness of fresh unrelenting odour. Well I have to admit entirely that I like DESIGNER GOODS. Oui! I am currently saving my hard earn money from what it seems like a never ending pace that runs in a loop, to indulge myself in sweet temptation. It feels like attempting to jump through a hula-hoop torched with flames and end up falling in a bed of roses without it's thorns. The adrenaline, the excitement and the heat engraved in such timidness of one's mind. I can't believe I'm writing all this in the name of whoever you can think of. IF you can get me a bag from Marc by Marc Jacobs then you're in for the treat of your lifetime. Let's not put a dumbbell full of high hopes on it or else I won't be able to lift it up.
To see the picture of the bag click here.
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