Then today, one of my Sifus, The Iron Lady, is in town and wanted to catch up. We took a stroll to her favourite place, New Bond St, as she wanted to get a red handbag (she gave hers to her daughter). Knowing her, if she finds something she likes, she'll buy them (with or without discounts). Perhaps it was our lucky day. While browsing in our favourite store, the sales assistant said the magic word. Yup. Some of the items were on sale for the day.
I ended up with this (it is the closest design I could find. Mine is soft black non-shiny leather with a bit of silver metal on the handle):
Looks like I have to ditch the boogie bag from the wish list (or probably I can postpone it to Easter. That way, I wont feel guilty. Or pray harder for a decent bonus). *rolling eyes* But I just bought a handbag 4 months ago. Sigh. A woman simply couldnt resist the magic word. By the way, it was really a good bargain.
The lil one responded differently tho, "I know this shop. You always get their handbags. But why didnt you bring me to go shopping? I thought I was your fashion consultant." Gulp! It is not helping at all knowing my girl has fine taste. I'd end up shopping more!