I’m looking forward to sleeping in.
I’m looking forward to staying in all day in my PJs.
I’m looking forward to reading.
I’m looking forward to watching old TV shows from my DVD collection.
I’m looking forward to getting a break from 212 hormonal teenagers.
The term vacation is going to seem too short and I’m going to whine a whole lot in exactly a week when I realise that my vacation is almost over. So I will milk it for what it’s worth, and be thankful for this respite.
Last evening, after That’s The Way Love Goes suddenly popped into my head, I put this song on repeat:
I used to be obsessed with this song. I mean, have you heard it? It’s infectiously positive and happy with a crazy-catchy tune. I’d listen to it more than ten times a day. I’d sing it in the shower. I’d sing it in my head on my way to school. I had even recorded the music video on my VHS (I know!) and would rewind it over and over just so I can attempt to dance like Janet. It goes without saying that she was one of my favourite singers growing up, and I never got the choreography.
So, because we all love to indulge in music from our youth, allow me to share with you my other favourite Janet songs, in chronological order.
When I Think Of You
Escapade
Again
If
Whoops Now
Runaway
I Get Lonely
Go Deep
Everytime
All For You
Seriously. Why don’t they make music like that anymore?
So the buddy suggested that I make a regular feature out of my bag lusts. It’s not doing me any favours though. Gazing at luxurious bags from the comfort (security) of my chair, and being far far away from the real thing may be safe for my wallet, but it leaves an unhealthy longing in my heart. Ah, just one of the challenges of being a modern woman.
*cough*
But yes, allow me to try and let’s see how long this lasts.
While looking through the Chloé Fall 2012 collection on Vogue, this beauty caught my eye.
I love bags like this. Big and roomy, complete with a coloured trim and in full, luscious leather. Bonus points for its vintage appeal, and for not having the brand or logo shoved in your face.
Alas, I wasn’t quite able to find out what it’s called, but I won’t be surprised if it becomes every fashionista’s favourite accessory this season.
Until I know its name, I shall refer to this as THAT CHLOÉ BAG.
