Don’t Let Famous Brand Be Your Burden

Since people define designer handbags can tell social status and taste, most women would rather have one than starve to death. Do you have the same feelings? Have you ever had some trouble in deciding to buy a designer handbag or save the money for your food? I remember when I was in high school, one of my classmate told me that if she had a job, I would use all my salary to buy beautiful clothes and handbags. I thought is was a joke, and of course I didn’t confirm whether she did it or not. What I an sure is that she has that desire, As far as I know, when a woman has desire, she will have a big chance to put on into practice. Women long for handbags such as Prada, Chanel, Gucci. But even they may not have it even they spend one-month salary. Now, what are they supposed to do? Vanity is necessary. Replica designer handbags may keep their face.

Handbags topic is over. How about clothes? Have you seen the American TV opera Desperate Housewives? Remember Gaby in season 3? In order to put on one gorgeous tight skirt to show off in front of her sisters, she keeps fit constantly regardless of the baby inside her. And you know the result better than me. She fell down the stairs because of the dress when she was trying to running away from hurt. As mother-to-be, baby should be the center, not the famous brand.

Will famous brand be your burden, I hope you won’t do stupid things like that housewife.

Fancy Romanticism with Replica Prada

I believe running-away is human’s nature. And I convince, in the deep bottom of heart, human have a fantasy safe harbor. The safe harbor I am talking about may not be a specific place. It can be a special memory, a song, even a person. And my safe harbor is my fantasy journey that I have in my childhood.

When I was a little girl, as the eldest child in the family, I had to put all burdens on my shoulder and I needed to take responsibility to my parents and brother. From then on, every spoiled move of mine would result in blames. Sometimes, I would dream of running away. Packed all I needed into my backpack, got on the train that drove far away, and then left every behind. That was my only comfort at that time. Now I grow up and have the ability to have a journey, but I still need to dream of it. I was caused to trip by the busy city life. People are too many; Buses are too crowded; The city is too indifferent. No one cares who you are; no one will listen to you; In a strange city, everything depends on my self. Every time I listen to the song “All By Myself”, I know it so well. When I am sick of the busy city life. The fancy journey from my childhood comforts me again. In this journey, impulsive me in the impulsive city regains a little peace. This time, an affordable replica Prada becomes my companion instead of the backpack that accompanied my childhood.