But here we are. Guess there's nobody to blame, just a one simple fact recently arising in my awareness: the oldest I am the more girly girl I become. And however during the past several months if it was up to me I would probably wear a Gagarin style uniform on a daily basis, my thoroughly hidden fashion weekness took over. Et voila! H&M published a picture of this dress.
It's not that it's gorgeous. No, it won't be about it. It's just that anytime I try to organize my life something like that comes up- something unexpected. An expectation this time has been caused by my housemates, who recently create a massive philosophy about quiting a job and releasing from a capitalistic rats chase. This picture ruined my part in this conspiracy. It reminded me about an old sentence of Marylin Monroe: money doesn't give a happiness, just shopping does.
Well, The Guy I Live With can stay rebelious and continue on with his philosophy of total freedom and a real life when you set yourself free from something or somebody you work for. Because he doesn't feel the need to save money to buy this dress for summer.
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