The Christian Louboutin Story
Last Saturday, Rolex was talking to his mom (read: my MIL, short for mother-in-law). I was listening how he bluffed on my cooking…
that I am so good at it.…that I am actually good in the eating part…that cooking is drenching my energy…that I look like a battered wife after coming out from the kitchen…etc…On a positive note, he commended my vegetable springrolls and chop suey, because he can tell that the only difference between the two is the wrapper. While listening, I want to cover my face in Reiss Coco Printed Scarf (which is so lovely) or simply hide from further self-destruction in stylish Kimono Cape from Oak. How about poking my head with Christian Louboutin Pigalle Spikes?
Well, the way to a woman's heart (aside from bags and shoes) must be really through her stomach =)
Since yesterday, I am craving for halo2x with ube ice cream and leche flan…grrr!
Now I dont know how to get the look of this gigantic bling2x. Brad Pitt, now tell me!