Not for the price alone (12 frickin' dollars for something I didn't really need in my wardrobe, even though I vowed not to purchased anything that cost more than 10); the experience itself - priceless. The young lady who was selling it wanted to let it go for 20 initially, the same price as another white tank with trimmings and a flower applique I went to try on. I think she wasn't having a really good day to begin with - most of the other stalls around had nicely displayed their wares for easy reach and optimum eye-rummaging, but her stall (if you could call it that) was just a splat of clothes on the floor, knotty and each item of clothing indistinguishable from the others. When I heard the price I was ready to scoot, she was talking to me like I was a new best friend, calling me "sweetheart" and what not. Her very cute brother also made me swing towards the "Okay, I'll just go give it a try" mode.
And I did, and I didn't want to buy the white tank 'cause it was too fricking expensive for my non-working dollar; and so, she very ungraciously parted with the Mango top you saw above. I'm glad I didn't tell her I stretched the material on the tank ever so slightly.
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seems like u've put your cam on the stairs to take your own self potrait. haha. u looks kinda stiff yeah. like some statue like that :)
haha yup! i'd wanted to take my pic the whole day, but there hadn't been a suitable opportunity.. so, between floors (with the neighbours upstairs noisily playing mahjong), i spontaneously took down this shot. just because i liked my clothes that day.
and yes, come to think of it, i look really stiff. damn. i only had one try! models get a gazillion.
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