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Post by Stella Adams on Jul 13, 2007 10:22:15 GMT -5
Just type your thoughts [/color] Ugh, lately I've being criticized for my fashion. Y'know how it is. These big-shot city girls with more money than the president who have a closet full of designer clothes come and tell you that you look like trailer trash. My cousin Savannah even does it. That's why I much rather move back to my small little town with my mom, at least everyone there could appreciate my financial crisis.
It's not like I live and breath Vintage, I just like the way it looks on me, it's cute, and some of it even looks like some of the designer clothes those girls are wearing. Maybe if I win the lottery I can buy some "appropriate" clothes. I just wish my dad hadn't cheated on my mom for that stupid, ditsy, 25 year old. If he hadn't cheated, then maybe I could wear designer.
Right now the most expensive things I have in my closet are my Gucci pumps and three designer dresses. I worked my ass off to be able to afford those. I'm just happy that Savannah's dad is paying for the suite Lauren and I share. Then again, he is my mom's brother, and she is his favorite sister.
At least Savannah promised to take me on a proper fashion trip, even though she'll probably only give me fifty dollars, and I'll have to spend it on one shirt from Hollister. Savannah has always been selfish, and I'm forced to like her. I envy my uncle, how the hell can he put up with her constant whining and how bitchy she is. I don't want to see her during PMS. Yikes.[/size] on to the internet[/color][/center]
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