Tea Room Lady.
Three years later, I'm officially resuscitating this account to keep a record of my Poupee outfits. I considered opening a new one, so not to bother the lovely people who, three years on, still have this dead account on their lists (does that mean that they never realized I left? I feel SO unimportant now). BUT apparently Livejournal won't let us people create a new account without those horrible ads. So I dug one of my old, deceased ones out.
I would really like to spend some hard earned ribbons in the Furima, but JESUS. That market is so DED. The same old pieces over and over again. I fear I'm about to collapse of boredom after browsing for a few minutes.
Whatever happened with the good items that used to be released on Poupee? WHY oh WHY am I never among the ones who get the new, highly coveted (and priced) items as soon as they are out? Why do I have to wait untill events to find something barely interesting to dress my dollie?
On a nicer note, at least last night I finally managed to snatch up the pink intreciatto (whatever it's called) bag!!! My search for that damn bag was bordering the obsession. Last night when I came home from the clubs I decided to have a leisure browse through the Furima and THERE SHE WAS, priced 49 ribbons. COULD NOT BELIEVE IT, and I was sure I wouldn't be fast enough.
BUT I WAS.
AWESOMENESS.
A good start for this journal. Yay.
I would really like to spend some hard earned ribbons in the Furima, but JESUS. That market is so DED. The same old pieces over and over again. I fear I'm about to collapse of boredom after browsing for a few minutes.
Whatever happened with the good items that used to be released on Poupee? WHY oh WHY am I never among the ones who get the new, highly coveted (and priced) items as soon as they are out? Why do I have to wait untill events to find something barely interesting to dress my dollie?
On a nicer note, at least last night I finally managed to snatch up the pink intreciatto (whatever it's called) bag!!! My search for that damn bag was bordering the obsession. Last night when I came home from the clubs I decided to have a leisure browse through the Furima and THERE SHE WAS, priced 49 ribbons. COULD NOT BELIEVE IT, and I was sure I wouldn't be fast enough.
BUT I WAS.
AWESOMENESS.
A good start for this journal. Yay.