A Conversation with my favorite Shopstress, and downright one of my favorite 10 people EVER
Hala: http://www.eluxury.com/estore/promotions/denim/index.jsp
Hey look, 7 days of unaffordable denim. Which day is you fave? I picked 3.
me: Wait let me see. 2of what is this website, its sooo slow.
Hala: Are you serious? It’s pretty fast for me! Maybe that’s cause my computer is used to online shopping by now [grin]
me: Haha, mine is a novice. Anyway, I don’t like any so far, the skinny jeans make a size 2 model look stocky.
Hala: Yeah, it sucks. Your skinny jeans are hot though, you better wear them. Remember what I preached at you a few months back? LOVE the skinny jeans. LOVE the heels. LOVE the skinny jeans with heels.
me: Hehehe, well, I HATE heels, plus, I can’t drive in them.
Hala: Ahooooooo, hopeless case. Your red heels are gorgeous, and practice makes perfect, I cant drive in flats.
me: The red heels are currently laying on the backseat of my car.
Hala: Ahooooooo, let me explain why you shouldn’t and why I cannot drive in flats. It’s cause when MY HEELS are on the floor of the car, they turn BLACK. As in heel of foot, however, when wearing high heels, heel of foot is thus elevated, and toes are the ones doing the driving, and everyone knows that one’s strong muscles are in one’s toes, so there you go, this is why it’s much easier to drive in heels.
Plus it’s good exercise for your calf muscles, contract – relax – contract – relax.
Hello, you still there? Ok, ok, wake up, I know this is boring for you.
OY. DUDE. Fine, I’ll stop harassing you with shoes and jeans and boots and heels. Wanna talk about coats instead?? Ok, I’m kidding, kidding. Eft. Come back don’t desert me.
me: Hehehe, wow, I go away for like 2 minutes–
Hala: Why, wow? You know I can very easily entertain myself and talk to myself for at least two hours–
me: – and have as much reading to do as I did collectively during my four years of college. But that’s why I love you.
Hala: — if not for three.
Ha Ha. very funny.
me: [smile] mwahhhhh. I’m so blogging this.
Hala: Fine. Blog it up till here. Don’t leave anything out.
Let the world know the truth. Then maybe freaks will stop e-mailing me once they realize I really don’t care about much in this world other than fashion. Am gonna go back to my trusty shopping sites now, you go save yourself whilst you can. As for the pants, I like three: the working girl one, the coffee time one and the date night one. The rest suck.
me: Wait, let me tell you which pants I like. I like 5 and 7.
Hala: OK, 5 is like mine, the date night one. But I like 1 and 3, not 7. Cool, we have different taste, and yet we are friends
I think this is known as democracy! Or some such shit. Can you blog ‘shit’?
