Life; it’s one big party. It’s also excruciatingly difficult and oh so unfair. Trust me, it comes to bite you in the ass when you least expect. The random tear in the maxi you recently resurrected from the back of your wardrobe or the brogues that choose to laugh wide open the minute you step into the brunch party. Makes you want the earth to open and swallow you whole! Such is the misery life has inflicted on me in the closet department.
When you are a fashion journalist and a fashion blogger , you’re on practically everyone’s guest list and even after turning down several invites, you manage to put in a couple of appearances. After all, you are the social butterfly and it’s hard to say no to every call, mail, SMS and Facebook invite! So I go… at least once in a while, even after saying no to everyone, you manage to show your face once in a while. That once in a while costs me and how! I mean repeating an outfit is like a fashion blasphemy, and wearing the same outfit when you are meeting the same set of people… well, jumping off a building would be far less painful.
So here is where I apply my waterproof Chambor eyeliner and cry my heart out. Where in the world am I to buy so many clothes from to dazzle the other fashionistas every single time? I mean heaven forbid someone remembers an outfit from my Facebook picture or Instagram post and points saying, I have seen that dress before. The horror unparalleled! I’m not exactly earning big bucks and my dad isn’t a money machine. I’m just a single girl waiting for a billionaire to come along (not!). Life is brutal.
I’m not exaggerating. I finally found what I believe are the most perfect shoes any girl could own and I cannot wear them anymore. I discovered the gorgeous pair of black boots on one of my many shopping sprees at Marks & Spencer. After spending a small fortune on them, I was the happiest girl in the world. Be it fashion week, photo shoots or events anything, I could wear those babies to the moon and back. But alas! I’ve been warned by my best friend and co-blogger against wearing them again because apparently everyone has seen me in them. Well, that goes for every one of my prized bags and accessories too. *sniff*
As if the eyebrow-plucking, leg-shaving and hair-curling weren’t enough, I just added shoe-shopping, card-swiping and bank account-wiping to my list!
Girls, don’t envy! It’s a tough life.
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