New stuff

A pair of cheap not-so-fluffy bedroom slippers, demi-pearl earrings and crystal encrusted metal headbands; stuff I bought at Mall of Asia department store. Many will disagree that these are necessities but I contend that:

* I need a new pair of bedroom slippers because my existing pair is a year old and sticky;

* a girl needs a pair of pearl earrings regardless of it’s ageing illusion. There are days I need to look like a first lady of the country;

* Metal headbands are perfectly subtle and useful to adorn and keep my newly permed curly locks.

I find every reason for a new purchase, and not just because I want it. Most sales jobs require agents to create a need, I’d be damned if I can’t sell an idea.

Candy cane

candy cane dress

This should be special, therefore, I’m posting my special dress I wore to work today.

Employment in a high-end fashion store has got me straining myself every morning about what to wear. Not too flashy, too preppy, too cazh, or too blah.

I always stand by my self-made adage: Style is inherent; either you have it or you don’t. It can’t be learned, maybe a little, but along the way, if it isn’t in you, bumps will be, as my dad’s hyperbole puts it, road drumholes.