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Tiffy went shopping Friday at South Coast Plaza, better than Rodeo Drive if you ask me........but I am not a big fan of Beverly Hills.
I have pictures, but I'm having issues loading them. I got my brother's birthday gift, a wallet from Guess, then I went to get a belt at Armani. The whole time I was fighting with Abdul because I'm think I'm getting tired. I know I shouldn't get annoyed and I should be thankful for having him, but I annoyed when he doesn't know the labels or the shops, or the hotels, or clubs, or resturants, or goes to the clubhouses, and while I was walking around he was just looking around and following me.
And it just annoyed me.
And I know I'm a bit of a princess, and I try to keep that on a low level, but it's summer, and I get into this mood where I just want to be in the places I feel good at. I don't want to go to the lower areas, I don't want to go to hip hop clubs or hookah cafes, I want to go to classy lounges where the girls are dressed up, I want to go to beach side cafes and enjoy a good latte, I want to go to private parties that offer limo pick up, and steak houses that give you 7 course meals.
And I feel awful when I get mad at him for not being a snob like me. Then we went to Tentation and I got mad cause again he was following me around and I just got mad at the following me stuff. And I watched Mohammad watch me and I just got more and more mad because I just can't seem to equal my restlessness in life.
Saturday was fine, I just tried to stay calm.
Sunday was a bit harder.
I don't know what is wrong with me. Why can't I just be happy to have a good loyal man? Why do I chase after brats with large trust funds? It's shallow and degrading on my part.
Oh the vainity.