Be merciful to your bags

Every season the bags will be refreshed on shelf and some designers will release the latest bags that design by themselves each season even each month. Sometimes the designers will also gather the classical ones and make them a series, then put them on the shelf for another kind of bags for selling. They call that those bags “you cannot miss it” ones. Actually the designers want to draw support from the bags that they have designed before as the disguise of the exhaustion of their creating inspirations.

However, even if the designers cannot design the bags frequently, there’re still a lot of women changes their bags frequently, because whether the trend is on broadcasting or not, the power of choosing is in their own hands. They’ll choose the one that is most harmonious with their clothes or can match different kinds of clothes, and then they’ll wear the handbag of the unique style to show that they’re “in” the trend. They don’t need any designers to guide their fashion, but the result is that most of the bags are abandoned by their hostess because they’re useless or looks out of date.

It’s hard for us to image one day that the Chloe bags or chanel bags are washed out, and they’re just stay in the corner of the wardrobe and hope that one day their hostess can wear them again. However, their hostess usually don’t understand the bitterness of the handbags and always purchase one new bag after another to add color to their life, and sometimes even the handbags are fortunate enough to be preserved, the result will also be that they’ll stay in the corner forever.

Consequently, please don’t ignore your handbags and be merciful to them, and one day you’ll find out that maybe old Chloe bags or chanel bags can help you a lot on a special party.

I am the kid of you i

Sophia said I am a little emotional, I kept silent. She is not the first girl younger than me sees through my sentimentalism and boyishness. I am still that immature, that is the fact. Just as Kyo often says:”You such a self-righteous guy, never admit you are a kid, but you are.” OK, I lose.

When I arrived at office this morning, it has been 8:40. I thought about that handsome guy I met in bus. He has a pair of nice eyes, high nose bridge and comely face. I lost my mind in some minutes. He looks so much like him, the man I never want to mention.

Our meetion was also on bus. No. K1, I clearly remembered. It was quite crowd, people were tired after a whole day work. The mobile TV was broadcasting an advertisement about bag, I seemed listening a sound of “Chanel bags, selected, luxury, elegant, and…” some other adjectives, “Chanel bags.” I repeated in a low voice. “Chloe bags, not Chanel.” I raised my head and saw a handsome smile on the right position upon my head. I looked over his shoulder and pretended to ignore him. Then I got off at my station, said nothing with him.

From then on, to be surprise, I would meet him every day on K1. The next day, the same time and the same advertisement, “Listen carefully, it is Chloe bags.” he smiled and spoke softly. I still looked over him and kept silent. “What an indocile kid.” he said still with a smile.

And since that day, we knew each other. I argued for my boyishness, he insisted that I was a kid. And I knew his office address, his job, his age, and his current situation including whether had a girlfriend, where to live and so on. And one week later, we were together with each other. Till now, I remembered his words to me:”You are my little girl, my kid forever.” But now, I also know that was not true.