my 1st coach
march 03, 2005
i went to my neighborhood COACH store tonight after dance class. [don't we all have a neighborhood COACH store? :p] since i had my birthday present to exchange, my fingers were quite angsty to get its hands on my very first coach bag. yes, it's hard to believe that i don't own a coach bag (aside from a wristlet from fishpimp) at all but it's true. i've been a rebel and i've been deprived.
S & J were SO kind to get me a beautiful lime green suede gallery tote bag but alas, suede is impossible to keep clean and i know i won't end up using it to its fullest potential. and since it's such a pricey present, i want to make sure i put it to good use. so as i walked around the coach store trying on nearly every bag in the store - i told myself that i MUST be practical and that i MUST be realistic about the functionality. so although as drawn to the green bags as i was, the size of those little bags just didn't make the cut. i literally took things out of my own bag and stuffed it in to see if it would fit. but in the end, what "normal" women would consider to be an ample sized bag was just too small to hold all the shit that i carry every day. and believe me, i carry a lot of things. i mean, i compartmentalize and keep everything very neat but i am ready to flee the country at a moment's notice with just the stuff in the bag that i'm carrying. sounds insane i know.
in the end, i ended up choosing a large black tote bag. i haven't seen this style online yet nor in the catalogs and although i said i wouldn't get a plain black bag, that's exactly what i did. and since i cannot afford a marc jacobs bag, this will have to do for the time being. heh. :p
all i know is that there will always be time for a fun bag in the future. i have plenty of colorful ones that i just don't even use. what a waste and they are all so pricey too. *shakes head* i should have a yard sale and put them out for sale. but i bet you that the rich neighborhood tai tais would think my bags were fake and would try to bargain with me.
"two dollah for red pa-da!"
"five dollah for dis L B! L B!"
"your L B real?"
"i think fake. three dollah!"
"i buy same in china for cheap!"
trust me, i'm sure it will go exactly like that too. i know my neighborhood well. maybe some monks will show up for my yard sale?
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today was the 7th week of dance lessons. i admit, i would be progressing much faster if i practiced more and if i wasn't so damn tired after work. i asked my instructor to knock the hustle off my list of dances that i want to learn since the past couple times, i felt like hurling after my lesson was over. the hustle, plainly put, just requires WAY too much spinning and that doesn't go too well with my vertigo. everytime i start learning the hustle, it's impossible to not keel over. so goodbye hustle.
damn, i was really looking forward to dancing to "rock the boat" too. *shakes fist into the air*
so i asked my instructor to add swing onto my list of dances. tonight, i started the basic steps to swing and then she put on music for jive and had me up the speed to do some jive. all i can say is that my outer thighs got a great workout and i can tolerate the moves much better than the hustle.
i'm not quite sure how many more private lessons i'm going to take as they are getting quite....steep. i tell myself that it's good to pursue interests that take me away from the daily stresses of life but that sometimes i need to be realistic with the monetary commitment side of it as well. i really have developed a love for dancing and i look forward to this class every single week.
strangely enough, i have visions of myself on the dancefloor at the very first wedding i'll be attending this year at the end of may. people are joking with me that i will be bringing my own CD and asking the DJ to play a certain track so that i may perform to it.
they think they are so funny. har. har.
i think it's time to buy some real dancing shoes though. :x
