Dear Forum, I struck the lottery

Forums are amazing platforms. For education, For gossip, For chatter, For information gathering, For showing off. As I was describing to C the rather amusing posts of a certain show-off (let's just call her Ms. Haolian) in the purse forum, who had gayly announced to the entire forum of her plans to fly all the way to Paris to find the sacred Birkin. On FIRST CLASS. And it's FREE (because she redeemed miles) - side note, how many thousand economy trips one has to take to accumulate enough miles for first class ticket, can someone pls do the math? If Paris trip fails, she's announced backup plan to fly all the way to Tokyo to find that Birkin bag. C, being in his suanning mode these days, drummed up an imaginery response to her post in the forum:

"Dear all. I have won the LOTTERY."
"So I am going to fly all the way to Paris. On FIRST CLASS."
"And it's FREE."
"Because I won the LOTTERY."
"And I will buy lots and lots of BIRKINS bags."
"Just because I CAN."
"Because I won the LOTTERY."
"So all of you here with your entry-level BIRKIN bags can just die of envy."

Maybe it's too much coke. But C sure has an acid tongue these days. Ha ha.

H alert

With the new H awareness, it's no wonder suddenly I'm very quickly now able to identify H bags I spotted over this weekend. A picotin at paragon, an evelyne at taka in the same lift going up to the yoga studio (no way one can miss that),....and, just minutes ago, the holy 30cm Birkin in Bleu de Prusse. Actually the Birkin spotting was an accidental discover as C and I were walking towards the car after a very satisfying durian fix at balestier.

Me: (tugs C's arm repeatedly). Look look, the girl there long legs, so long it's up to her armpits!
C: Hmm. No not really.
Me: Not sexy meh? (Girl was wearing short shorts, and ultra high platform heels).
C: No lah.
Me: *GASP*!! She's carrying a BIRKIN!!! (tugs C's arm frantically)
C: You sure? You sure?! Lemme get take a photo...

of course by the time we get phone camera out, Ms Long Legs with Birkin Bag totters out of view already. But during that brief 20 sec Birkin viewing, I was already able to scope out the size and colour. Well educated by tpf forum. haha.

My new Love

And finally my love, my joy, my heart.
My Precious.......

As attestment to my previous posts on Women Power and the importance of being Important. My good friend (now elevated to superly excellent friend status) and her massive network of Very Important People who knows Important information, bagged me this beauty. This is a culmination of a 4.5 year wait for me. Moral of story? If you don't know important people who have important information, then better wait long long until neck like a giraffe. Even then also probably won't happen.

How many Cows make a Birkin Bag?

Poor C is as sick as a dog - chills and muscle aches, headaches and sore throat. Brave enough yet to pick me up from yoga class, only to be rewarded by ....yes, yet another painful conversation. Topic of contention was how many cows makes a birkin bag.

C: why don't you find me a cow so I can shoot it, you can take the leather to make a bag?
Me: but you're the guy. Guys are supposed to do the manly thing by hunting and shooting animals while their helpless gfs just wait prettily for a present.
C: I already gave you a cow. Don't you have a cow?
Me: Ya.....but that one cannot make a bag...
C: there are NO (real) cows in singapore. I checked already.
Me: I'm sure you can find some at Dairy farm
C: Dairy farm got no cows. I checked already
Me: Got got!! I'm sure of it...
C: where...?
Me: There's a goat farm at Dairy Farm...
C: OMG!!! A Goat is *NOT* a cow ok!! Cows and goats are totally different animals!!
Me: (sudden realization dawns) .....but they produce milk anyway...
C: Yes! but goat is not a cow and cow is not a goat
Me: err...I thought you are sick?
C: yes I'm sick. I'm very sick. However being sick doesn't mean I'm stupid.....(moans. groans in pain).

so there it is again, poor bf with who looked like he was 1 sec away from vomiting blood. Mentally thinking OH WHY OH WHY OH WHY does he have to suffer this when he went all the way to pick me and send me home.

Moral of story? That's what bfs are for. ahaha.

Childhood dreams

Car prices are falling these days, friends and acquaintances would often ask if I should not already be buying a car. Well, the thing is, due to a childhood "obligation", I can't just buy any car. During my budding teenage days where teens often dream of ambitions and the adult life to follow, I promised myself (amongst many other things) that my first car would be a BMW. Of course it's already been 20 yrs since. So yes cars are cheap, petrol is cheaper, and taxes (forget about taxes, it's ridiculous).....

But because I have to stay true to my childhood commitment of a BMW, so still no car yet, cuz it really doesn't make sense to buy a BM when one can get a decently good jap car (C swears he will burn down any Nissan march parked outside his gate). And here's my other rationale:

- cost of monthly financing = 1 tods bag (or 2 tods shoes)
- 1 yr of financing = 1 birkin bag
- birkin bag value is recession proof (proven)
- birkin will appreciate or hold steady. Car will depreciate
- birkin does not need to pay parking or taxes
- car is a status symbol. so is a birkin
- carry birkin bag into upmarket designer boutique will award one instant megastar attention from sales assts. Can't say the same by simply flashing bmw or jap car keys.

Yep. I think, BMW won't be part of my inventory for a long time to come. Thanks to childhood dreams.

On the other hand, Birkin (nor Tod's) were part of childhood dreams. Look how much quicker I'm progressing here. hah.