Exploring through piles and piles of tacky and wack shit to find something amazing, or an alright piece that i can alter to my liking, is the greatest satisfaction i can only describe as a sick drug i've become addicted to. i hunt and hunt until i score to achieve this "high."
pretty sickening right?
...clothes-minded i'm telling you...
I hadn't visited Magnolia blvd. in a minute, so when HOBOSINCOUTURE's long time friend Rayssa hit me up that she wanted to shop for some cheap finds, i knew where to take her....
i mean Portos being on the corner of that st. didn't hurt either ;)
I dont know what was wrong with me today, but i wasn't searching like i usually do, i didn't find much...
i'm not sure if my trustee places are failing me now, or the fact that my feet were super mad at me for wearing heels and all they wanted were some comfy Havianas.
but its like that saying goes " Antes muerta que sencilla?" -- a lil panamanian slang for you) oh yeh get cultured! :P
xX AMS
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