Whatever happened in Vegas. . .will clearly show up in my next credit card bill statement. Ooops.
Anyways, with such amazing friends, my weekend in Vegas couldn't be anymore more better than it was. See you again next year. . .or at least until I finish paying off all the debt from this trip.
Distressed perforated sneakers: PRADA
If I was able to buy a pair of shoes for every time I was in a lousy mood, I seriously would have enough footwear to dress an entire hockey stadium of people—Holy shit, that obviously means I'm too emotional.
Anyways, this is closest thing to a sneaker I have purchased in. . . .like ever? I honestly needed a pair of comfy casual kicks that I could bum around town in and they just happened to be a pair of Pradas—C'mon, you wouldn't expect anything less of me would you?
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Boots: FLUEVOG
With a brand new Lunar Year beginning today, it is believed that wearing a pair of brand new shoes is good luck because it stomps away all the bad luck and misfortunes from the previous year. Ergo, I was more than happy to go out and swipe my credit card on these killer John Fluevog boots without feeling any guilt whatsoever because really. . .I should actually be paying my house rent which was totally due a few days ago.
Truth be told, I will find any excuse to go shopping and this one was more than a valid reason—Even my mother encourages the idea …well… the new shoes and bad luck stomping part but DEFINITELY not the hefty price tag of these boots. Oh well.
Happy Lunar New Year!
Eclipse Black Watch, Zodiac Silver Cut-out Bracelet & Black Onyx Bracelet: TATEOSSIAN
Frankly, I don't need a perfectly chiseled, 6'3" model with sex appeal oozing out of every inch of their body hanging on your arm to make myself look good. Instead, I just go buy myself a flashy brand new watch and complimenting silver detailed bracelets all from Tateossian to make as my arm candy, which is perfect because I never have to worry about it talking back or it cheating on me. Hoorah!
Merry Christmas to myself.
MULBERRY OVERSIZED ALEXA IN OAK
It only took a trip to New York City, a three month waiting list and a slap in the face by Canadian customs with a tariff charge so LARGE that it hurts to calculate how much this bag costed me in the end. . . but it's finally mine and I am going to parade around town, as much as I please like a buffoon who could give a rats' ass about anyone else's business but his own.
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Penny Loafer & Chukka Boot: COLE HAAN
New shoes make me happy. But what makes me even more happy is I'm finally now the 2nd person on the waitlist for the Mulberry Oversized Alexa in OAK. Its been a long wait of over two months since I pre-ordered it when I visited New York in July, but its been well worth the anticipated wait.
Gosh, I can already smell the sweet buttery scent of its leather and feel of its lavishly supple body in my hands! Gaaahh!
On a side note, I just bought a MacBook Pro and you can call me stupid because I still don't have a fucking clue how to use it. This blog entry took almost twice as much time to do on a MacBook than it would on my old PC. I'm either completely clueless like the class ditz or I'm over complicating things like the analytical person I am. . . I need HELP! Hot tech nerds ahead of the line and inquire for details.
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I purchased my first pair of Toms today. They're extremely comfortable and are great light-weight shoes that’s completely perfect for summer. And the best part?
With every pair you purchase, Toms will give a pair of new shoes to a child in need. One for One.
It’s a great way to shop for new shoes without feeling guilty. Now if I could only find a comparable and charitable reasoning like Toms but for Louis Vuitton bags instead, I’d die happy.
What have you done that was "good" lately?
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“. . . .BiiiiTCH! My handbag cost more than your tuition!”
—R. Megaro, Las Vegas 2010
More on my unforgettable trip to Vegas to come. . .
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A new handbag for the brand new year.
A new handbag as a minor remedy for inconsolable sentiments that still haunt me till this day.
A new handbag to swagger into work and let others know that there’s a new BITCH in the office and that they’re not here to fuck around.
A new handbag to stash my belongings when I runaway and move to New York to live fabulously.
A new handbag as an indication that I’m perfectly content being on my own and satisfying my own personal needs.
These are ALL my reasons I’ll have to keep telling myself over and over again while I eat nothing but instant noodles from a cup for the next two months in order to afford to pay off this newly bought Louis.
A new handbag to swagger into work and let others know that there’s a new BITCH in the office and that they’re not here to fuck around.
A new handbag to stash my belongings when I runaway and move to New York to live fabulously.
A new handbag as an indication that I’m perfectly content being on my own and satisfying my own personal needs.
These are ALL my reasons I’ll have to keep telling myself over and over again while I eat nothing but instant noodles from a cup for the next two months in order to afford to pay off this newly bought Louis.
p.s. MUCHO GRACIAS for all the lovely comments and sweet emails from all my loyal readers in the past week. I apologize on the lagging of the responses and I promise I’ll get back to all of you as soon as possible . . . and hopefully it will be before my next credit card payment is due, which is verrrrrrrry soon.
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Lambswool Cowichan Sweater: THE HUDSON'S BAY COMPANY
Like a true slave of trendy fads, I have finally jumped on the Olympic bandwagon in the city and purchased myself some official 2010 Olympic gear from the Hudson’s Bay Company. I know, my fashion creditably just went down a couple notches on the scale of style but with the 2010 Winter Olympics celebrating in my beautiful home city of Vancouver in less than two weeks, I loyally had to show my pride somehow and I doubt strolling around with my Balenciaga Weekender and oversized sunglasses was going to cut it especially with so many athletes from around the world in town!
Okay sure, my intentions aren’t necessarily in full support of the games as it is to meet attractive foreigners, but hey can you imagine how lumberjack-edgy-fierce I’ll look in this lambswool cowichan sweater paired with some constructed Doc Martens, distressed jeans and a then bundled up with a chunky scarf? I’d make the perfect ski-bunny!
P.S. THE STARVING FOR DIOR CONTEST ENDS TOMORROW! LAST CHANCE TO ENTER >> Click here
P.S.S. If y’all are in Downtown Vancouver this Sunday February 7th, check out my girl, DemiCouture's vintage clothing sale at W2 at the Woodwards! Click here for more info.
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Salvatore Ferragamo "Lince" Boot w/ Buckle Strap.
Besides a gag-worthy box of Pot of Gold chocolates and a Snuggie blanket that I received for Christmas this year, look what Santa surprised me with underneath my artificial Christmas tree! A luxurious brand new pair of boots I can swagger around and trample all over idiot morons with! Who cares about Puss in Boots because y’all better watch out for this BITCH IN BOOTS! Thank you Santa! xoxoSo what did y’all find under your Christmas tree this year?
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Rubber Boots & Belt: GUCCI. Trench Coat: BURBERRY.
Who needs Santa when your two best friends are Visa & Mastercard!
My two best friends are horrible influences and they always seem to encourage me to spend more money than I make. But in my strong defense and in their full support, life living in rainy Vancouver wouldn’t be complete without a fabulous NEW trench and chic NEW rain boots because everyone knows it rains about 300 out of 365 days a year in this damn forsaken city. And as for the NEW belt and with every reason why I buy them, it helps me keep my pants up after I loose all that weight from STARVING in order to have enough money to pay off my credit card debts!
So, what item(s) have you spoiled yourself with this holiday season?
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I’m currently a proud new owner of an digital SLR camera. It’s nothing too fancy. It’s an easy point-and-shoot type that any slobbering idiot or Starving Stylist can function without causing too much mental strain. I’m still completely new at the focusing techniques and I get completely lost when I’m fiddling around in the camera menu, but I can manage.
I might have maxed out another one of my handful of credit cards due to the spoiling purchase of this digital beauty, but I’m prepared to max out yet another as I go searching for a carrying case for my camera and I’m NOT interested in any tacky embarrassing-foreign-tourist type in a nylon or micro-fibre material. A luxurious latticework leather Bottega Veneta or a coveted Goyard bag might be of interest right now for my camera carrier of choice. . .but for the moment, I’ll just keep it safe in last fall’s runway bowlers bag from Miu Miu.
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With the economic downturn continuing to loom in the high-end luxury retail industry and my high probability of constant misfortune, I was layed-off from work . . . AGAIN. Working my last shift at work the other day and of course not being able to contain myself, I had to abuse my staff discount ONE LAST TIME. I may not have a job at the moment and my grave of debts is deep enough to bury myself and my new closet from Ikea, but at least I’ll be FASHIONABLY UNEMPLOYED.
Being the materially excessive person that I am, I bought an extremely in-your-face Prada dress belt to hold my pants up when I loose weight from being starving poor. Along with the belt, I picked up a simple bi-fold Prada wallet, which unfortunately will not hold the money I once earned but instead, the handful of maxed-out credit cards and parking tickets I’ve accumulated.
With these two purchases to add to my COPIOUS collection of Prada accessories, along with a pair of black Prada dress loafers I received as a generous gift recently, without a doubt . . .
The Starving Stylist Wears Prada.
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It took 36 hours, a couple bitch-fits, a credit transfer, a bank authorization phone call, two cancelled and cut-up credit cards, three skipped meals and a bruised ego to get my BALENCIAGA, but it’s finally mine. 'Happy' Birthday to me.
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New haircut. New image. New outlook and a little piece of new happy . . . New Tom Ford sunglasses kind of happy.
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I don’t celebrate the Easter holiday but when it’s over, I do celebrate and praise the fact that all the Easter chocolate candy goes on sale for half-price!
As I swaggered around Wal-Mart with my oversized sunglasses on and my trench coat tied so tightly that I could barely breathe nor bend, I couldn’t help myself but dive into the Easter clearance and rummage for Cadbury’s gloriously delicious Mini Eggs! After 15 minutes, my coat was off, merchandise was thrown everywhere and I’ve secretly sampled just about everything that was there. Luckily, I was able to walk away with the last two small bags of Mini Eggs. One of the bags I actually found in the abundance of other cocoa imitations while the second bag, I stole from someone’s shopping cart. Hey, it’s fair game and besides you shouldn’t have left your shopping cart unattended in the first place, that’s just like wearing open toe shoes to a busy night club and hoping no one will step on your pedicured toes! You’re just asking for it to happen!
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