The bag, apparently is really that difficult to find. I went to Harrods, Harvey Nichols, etc to no avail. They have the other one, that got me thinking that my sister is either nuts or i just really have a bad fashion sense.
This is Antigona. To me, this bag looks like a doctor from 1985 would carry everywhere. I just don't get it. She wanted this bag? That's just crayzieh. But, what do i know? She's the stylish one. So i sent this pic to her and just kept on looking. I'm on a mission my self. I'm hunting for a pair of Christian Louboutin Pigalle patent, 120mm, in MY size. They are supposed to be £395, or about 6 mill rupiah but the one in my size is sold everywhere for 10 million.
I found my "baby" in Harvey Nics, one last pair left! It was totally meant to be mine! Without any hesitation these pretties are in my shopping bag and i smiled for the rest of the entire day.
Feeling famished, we went up to the 5th floor of Harvey Nics to eat. A place where we found delightful meal, crazy delicious wine and we ate 2 portions each! Seriously! It was heaven!
By the way, while in London i drank wine with every meal, and i didn't get drunk at all! Usually, i rarely drink wine, when i do i drink at home with my husband, while watching tv or discussing our day. Or maybe with very close friends only. The reason? I get drunk too easy, sometimes over a rumball or coffee with the tiniest portion of rum. So a glass of wine is a sure way to get totally wasted. But in London, i can drink 2 glasses and don't feel anything but warmth. London was cold, too cold and too windy. I guess all that wine was used up to warm my body. But they didn't help much, it was still too chilly for me.
Anyway, we continued our search for Antigona in Selfridges. There, i saw what sister saw. The Antigona, in lamb skin.
It is truly a beauty. It's a head turner, even when i tried it on, it invited the nearest people to come to Givenchy corner and ask for their own piece. I sent the picture to my sister, and she was nearly hysterical. Well, as hysterical as she can be in whatsapp anyway. So i bought it, and it was a successful shopping day!
I was pretty happy when we strolled down oxford street, since i got everything i had and wanted to buy. But it was not until i got the most perfect jeans i ever tried on, that i felt like i was walking on air. It was dark indigo, perfectly cut to my size and HEIGHT! It was, ladies and gents, the £7 jeans, from Primark.
Oh London, how i love thee!
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