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Dragged

I have been a shopaholic's sidekick for quite some time. Some of my friends are consummate believers of Adam Smith's philosophy... "I shop, therefore I am..." My ass has always been acquainted with the so called "boyfriend" seat. So, for me, I have this mindset, that shopping is a chore.. waaaahh.

Just this morning, I was dragged to the lingerie section and the makeup area of the mall (que horror!- they exist). While the perky one tries on different shades of lipstick (which for me all look the same), I try to amuse myself by counting how many variants of orange lipsticks there are... juicy orange, light orange, etc... truly amazing...

I am fascninated how they can determine the right shade of color perfect for their complexion. And I have this puzzled look when I learned that when you're acidic, the color of lipstick changes from brown to red when you put it on your lips, huh? And I was shocked when the perky one tried the tester lipsticks! How many women put that thing on their lips for the past hour?

And don't get me started on short shorts....

AMEN? AMEN!

Comments

pochie said…
na-imagine kita netskie.. hehehe :D :D...
babynix said…
dre! in fairness, naka-survive ka! hahaha...that's only the beginning...kaya mo yan! magiging shopping convert ka rin...jk! hahaha! :)
Toni said…
nooo! waaahhh.. shopping? dre naman!

Oo ochie.. mukhang may I get acquainted ako sa mga parts ng mall na never kong napupuntahan..waaahhh ..

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