Regret

Regret. It's one of those unavoidable things that we hate to admit we have felt. I would like t declare to the world that I, in fact, hate this bag: Balenciaga City. I hereby curse you. :( It makes me incredibly sad that I still think about this bag, even though it's been a good 6 months since I've turned my back on this unattainable $3500 baby in HK. I even returned to the damn-ned Joyce 4 times to consider this absurd item. I wanted it in either the Black or Magenta :( I regret getting the stupid Fendi bag that I don't use and is so impractical, but I'm glad I didn't have to suffer the terror that is my dad's wrath. ARGH wretched bag! Why have you forsaken me! ALAS Anyways, onto more inspiring fashionable goodies- I think when I have attained a sizeable income, I shall purchase one of these babies: Herve Leger by Max Azria dresses:

Are these the most SEX dresses you have ever laid your eyes upon? Body hugging, but in the most flattering way, bandage dress/skirt I love you.

And, the feathers.. how can I resist? It's delicious.

Finally, apologies for the lack of outfit posts. I feel uninspired, and I lack a photographer. E shall return shortly from his ski trip so I shall enslave him to be my photographer, and hence, posts shall continue shortly.

-DW