Are you done sulking over Liverpool's close one? No? Me too. I just watch for fun.
It's nice being impartial sometimes. There is no stress rooting for your team of choice, just basking in the excitement of the game. My father watches football every weekend, so establishing a family tradition. Through sulking between switches of a HBO movie and ESPN, I developed an appreciation for the game. But still, I feel unworthy to call a game "the game"...... yet.
How did Mother's Day go? My brother and I baked up a storm (a.k.a. carrot cake) for mommy dearest. Although we used the wrong recipe, it went smooth. Smooth like the butter we almost used instead of vegetable oil like mommy always does. So you see, if it is edible it is a success.
Sorry but this post may (or may not) add on to the monotonic humdrum of Mondays. Black and white is always my basic poison. So here:
1. A top to match your glorious marble dining table. It takes social camouflage to a whole new level. RM 65 Milktee
2. This is a level up-ed version of your grandma's pearl necklace. Be ready to make all your grand aunts jealous. RM 44 Lucaccal
3. Hip daisy print takes form in a midi dress. RM 69 O'bambi
4. Multiply by a 100 times and I might recognise the piece as Céline. Sounds like a staycation top of dreams. RM 39 Mishkka
Alright, excusez-moi, je suis en train de boire du vin rouge. Tata.
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