I think I may have spoken too soon.
My emerging love for the rain has been sorely tested over the last couple of days. Think heavy, monsoon rain where you just step outside and are immediately soaked from every direction because of course your umbrella is a piece of shit that refuses to work and goes inside out every two seconds and when you finally make it into work after battling back-to-back traffic and rude people who nearly knock your head off with their obviously compensating-for-something monster umbrellas your feet are soaked in your shoes, water has gotten into every crevice and you resemble a very disgruntled poodle.
So Hong Kong has this rain warning system – Amber, Red and Black. Black is the ULTIMATE warning I have been told. Before you start heading into typhoon territory. You don’t even think of going outside. It has only been an Amber warning so far, so I am actually seriously afraid what it will be like if Mother Nature really gets nasty.
But rainy days, as mentioned before are conducive for shopping. In fact, I am sure that there is a formula out there that proves my theory.
Now the following is going to be some vapid-sounding shopping talk. Feel free to go browse some more intellectually stimulating websites if you think you will lose brain cells while I sit here comfortably in my material world. Kthxbai.
My never-ending quest to find the perfect tan leather bag was on the cards then for last night. Jups, Scout (Anyone remember blogger Scout?!! She’s alive people! And gorgeous ) and I headed to Tsim Sha Tsui (TST) to get our shop on where Scout works in fashion and has access to all these make-your-eyes-pop-out clothesbagshoes. Plus Jups had her eye on this very funky Burberry clutch that really only someone like her could pull off. I just say that though. I’m so awkward and unfashionable no matter how much I pretend I have a clue what’s going on. Conversations about fashion with me will consist of a lot of head-nodding and random words thrown in like “on-trend” and “tres chic” and sometimes even a brand name like “Givenchy” (of course pronounced like Ghee-ven-chee). Every bag looked so out of place on me, but when Jups or Scout held it, it was like something magical happened. The magic of cool.
I saw many bags. Big ones, small ones, long ones, pink ones, black ones (we are still talking about bags here right?? ) but nothing in a tan leather style that caught my eye. At the start I think I was still mentally comparing it to the Miu Miu I gave up, but by the end of it I had fallen in love at least three times when I walked into Gucci and found a coral piece of heaven that felt like it was made for me. Just me. Nobody else. If only, even after all the sales and Scout’s generous staff discount, it wouldn’t mean I would have nothing to live on for oh, the next year or so.
While I don’t advocate starving for fashion, I was very, very tempted. Would have been totally worth it too.
I ended up buying just a black Lancome kohl pencil in the beauty section since mine was probably ready to be sharpened into oblivion. I wanted to buy some MAC cosmetics as it’s definitely a lot cheaper here than in Aus but unsurprisingly, they didn’t have my shade. Boo. Oh and I learnt something new – you can actually buy the foundation refills rather than the whole compact. Um, please tell me that I wasn’t the only one who didn’t know that!
So my quest continues. I’m not too fussed to be honest, because if I don’t find anything here in HK I am quite happy to come home to a beautiful Mimco bag. Oh, they are not second best at all. Come to Mama.
What’s your favourite bag – either current or currently lusting? (and if that’s like asking which one of your children you love more, I’ll understand )