I have found true love. It was right under my nose the whole time. I must be in that infatuation stage where I could spend hours upon hours intertwined in it's glamour! How did it slip past me? All this time. I see myself in a whole new light (literally). I try not to keep talking about it. I want it to stay my little secret, but soon it will creep out and everyone will run through it like Karrine Steffan's panty drawer on pay day. With the recession looming.. I can't keep up with the Joneses with my Seven, True Religion, and Citizens. Something has to give. At first, I didn't know where to turn, but one of my fashionable friends pointed me in the direction of the roman numerals XXI. I'm addicted.. will somebody PUHLEEZE pry the skinny jeans out of my hands and escort me to the food court so I can clear my head. A sales associate just caught me fondling a table of graphic tees.. I screamed "but they're only $4.50!". I'll be over in accessories! Master Card has put out an APB on my wallet. HELP!
2 comments:
and its perfect
cuz you can layer and mix n match everything they have.
yea, i'm in a love affair w/that store
I look hot and pretend that I have spent alot of money $$$ It's great! Who would expect someone in their mid thirties going to XXI? Don't tell too many older girls ...some secrets we need to keep.
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