Yes! Yes! Yes! I want it all. I need it all. Brains and beauty. Substance and splendor.
Who wants an Idris with no brain? Who wants a city with no culture? Who wants a bag that serves no purpose? No one I tell you. No one.
Carrie, since we’re not superficial girls, we both know that what’s on the inside matters just as much as what’s on the outside. Or so they say? LOL!
The real question should be why must we pay so much for the substance? Why do we have to kiss so many toads to find our prince? Why do we pay for the culture? And why does my LV cost so much? These are the real questions particularly in fashion.
Let’s just be honest, my fashion truths are inspired by the pages of Vogue, Harper’s Bazaar, Elle, and Lucky, and I hardly ever see anything priced under $100.
Translation = No ads for Forever 21, H&M, Zara, TopShop, ASOS, etc….
Second translation = Most things I covet are high-end. Why? Because Vogue told me so. Because Harper’s Bazaar photographed it. Because Elle mentioned it. Because Lucky styled it.