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a day in the life of fiona
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So yesterday i went to town with my aunt , expecting to haul home some really good bargains.

Good bargains my perky arse !!!

As the saying goes.. There is no free lunch in this world.

Bahhh. I should have expected the crowds of like-minded people thronging the stores hoping to pick up goods at post-christmas prices.

And how could i even forget that yesterday was a public holiday as well ?! *facepalm*

I went to Tangs with this really cute pair of suede heels from Tangs and Co in mind and i was hell bent on getting it because they're having 20% off for all items , and best of all Tangs card members are entitled to extra discounts.

I changed my mind the moment i stepped into Level 2 and i saw this ..



Seriously , what the fuck ?!?!

And i thought Level 1 was bad enough.

I used to find rummaging among such piles fun because i get a kick out of finding a pair of dirt-cheap shoes among the mountain of shoeboxes.

Now that i'm older and wiser ( and with less patience. funny , i thought with age comes patience. hmm ) , i find that such scenes just paves the way for a throbbing headache.

My aunt had already disappeared into oblivion because she was such a hardcore champion shopper and will brave the crowds at any given time.

Power to her.

So i left the maniacs in the shoe department alone and wandered into The Island Shop , where i purchased a pair of linen pants and a cotton sundress.

Non-discounted some more. Nabei.

Luckily got member card ah , so got 6% off ( auntie-style )

So much for anticipating the sales huh.

Then i squeezed my way through the crowds into Takashimaya where to my surprise there was a snaking queue outside Louis Vuitton.

I chuckled to myself knowing what a fool these people were. I had been to a supposedly LV "sale" before with my tai-tai cousin and i tell you man , don't even entertain thoughts of getting items like wallets at a steal because the only shit on sale would be nonsensical items like scarves and whatnots.

Then just as i was happily browsing through Zara , my knn editor had to call me and i was to replace the fashion ed to attend some product launch event.

So i was like "Hello , limpei freelance writer leh , why should i attend such events on their behalf ?!"

The ed said something along the lines of "because you're part of the team" without sounding even the least apologetic and i had to rush home to change into something more formal since it was a semi black-tie event and i even had to get my ass back into the office for the briefing and shit.

Anyway it was a boring event , the usual pretentious air-kissing women dressed in their Little Black Dresses and pancake make-up. I minded my own business and i melted into the lush silk velvet curtains while stuffing my face with the petit fours the waiters kept offering to me.

I think i would have been completely ignored if not for the fact i had the press tag around my neck.

Well at least the finger food ( however i wished i ate more of those little savouries topped with caviar ) were tasty and the door gifts were fantastic too. So it kinda made up for spending 3 hours like a wallflower and observing the highly plastic chi-chi people mingling. Their blings-blings were so bright i almost got blinded.

After that i trooped down to Borders where i

1) got chatted up by a cute rather bookish boy

2) embarrassed myself when i thought i saw Grace because this girl has the exact brown curls and tanned complexion like the real mccoy , though with a slightly slimmer frame. I was almost shouting when i said "OMG Grace u have lost so much weight !!" when this girl looked up and no , she aint Grace.

3) decided that i should hang out in bookstores more because there is no lack of eye candy around here and it is quite safe to assume that they must be pretty engaging individuals since it is a frigging bookstore for fucks sake. Unless of course if they have also discovered the pros of hanging out in a bookstore just like and and is only pretending when they browse through books like Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights.

By the way i purchased Adrian Mole and the weapons of mass destruction. Bloody good read , i tell ya. I plan to get the rest in the series.

And now i shall bid you all adieu because i have grandpa duty today.

Take care y'all

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listenin to : the postal service - we will become silhouettes