Usually, when I’m back home and decide to go out with my friends I’d put in a lot of effort in picking a cute outfit and a nice pair of heels, but in Malta I spend more time figuring out what I want to wear by deciding which clothes I don’t care if they come back smelling like an ashtray. Here it doesn’t matter what you wear since there’s a lot of jersey shore couture in the clubs that I refuse to compete with, and some people (not mentioning any names) have gotten away with going in their pyjamas so I usually opt for somewhere in between and put on jeans and a top. This weekend was a bit different because to celebrate Denise’s birthday we ventured over to the 25 cent store to find our outfits. That’s right I said, 25 cent store; I thought we had it good with Dollarama at home. Actually Dollarama is much better than this place since some of the things are questionable, in that they have random dirt spots on them, and parts of the store are flooded but I mean, it’s 25 cents, I’m not going to complain. I decided that I’d wear a classy Spice Girls t-shirt but I also bought a shirt that I legitimately plan on wearing that may slightly resemble a tea towel but in the words of Tim Gunn, I’ll make it work.
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| Chanel, Spring 2011 |
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