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Oooh ralph lauren, I want your spring line.
Unless it's on my mind, I almost never talk like some deb. Just as rarely as I talk about it. The way Moony will instinctively say "How to meet you" when hit on the knee, I instinctively straighten my back and calculate meal length by cutlery when sat at a table with a tablecloth and properly set silverware.
When Violet, Tabetha and I went to the mall, I blanched at the sight of the Heiress perfume. I am NOT fond of the scent at all. I was about to ask them what their favorite perfumes are before I remembers that, while APU is a spoiled middle class child kind of school, I still tend to hang with down to earth people. Down to earth people are the greatest fun for hanging out, having conversation, watching movies, discussing woes, etc. etc. However, my school remains to be the sort of place where the people who can name all the Chanel perfumes apart by scent DO NOT GO.
This was more so illustrated by my declaration of utter love for Del Pozo's Halloween perfume, which just led to the girls looking vaguely confused until I explained with humourus and confusing dialogue. I feel like a jerk when I slip into these moments of snobbery but, hey, I'm not bashing their stuff, I'm just talking about how awesome something I love is.
The problem? When One True Loves tend to be mainstream or pedastal type things, and your friends are rebellious outsiders, loving things like Ralph Lauren or Twilight or Nightmare Before Christmas or Home Improvement instantly becomes something whispered about in the dark. Which frankly? sucks
Unless it's on my mind, I almost never talk like some deb. Just as rarely as I talk about it. The way Moony will instinctively say "How to meet you" when hit on the knee, I instinctively straighten my back and calculate meal length by cutlery when sat at a table with a tablecloth and properly set silverware.
When Violet, Tabetha and I went to the mall, I blanched at the sight of the Heiress perfume. I am NOT fond of the scent at all. I was about to ask them what their favorite perfumes are before I remembers that, while APU is a spoiled middle class child kind of school, I still tend to hang with down to earth people. Down to earth people are the greatest fun for hanging out, having conversation, watching movies, discussing woes, etc. etc. However, my school remains to be the sort of place where the people who can name all the Chanel perfumes apart by scent DO NOT GO.
This was more so illustrated by my declaration of utter love for Del Pozo's Halloween perfume, which just led to the girls looking vaguely confused until I explained with humourus and confusing dialogue. I feel like a jerk when I slip into these moments of snobbery but, hey, I'm not bashing their stuff, I'm just talking about how awesome something I love is.
The problem? When One True Loves tend to be mainstream or pedastal type things, and your friends are rebellious outsiders, loving things like Ralph Lauren or Twilight or Nightmare Before Christmas or Home Improvement instantly becomes something whispered about in the dark. Which frankly? sucks