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i no it’s crazy but i have an obsession with designer bags!!! i have like 50 pairs of shoes, but at least 200 purses!! like, this is how many bags i have:
louis vuitton: 12; pouchette cherryblossom, monogram speedy, six other monogram bags, two multicolor, two leather
chanel: 3 ; small black one, pink one, white spuare one
dior: 1; small white square with dior word keychains on handle
marc jacobs: 4
juicy couture: 3
yvesaintlarent: 1
dolce and gabbana: 2
i think that’s all, plus my dad said i’m spending all his money and my mom thinks there are other things i need besides handbags like stuff like jelwery, food, books, and all those unimportant stuff well thanx 4 viewing this question and answering it, sorry if it is a long question.
Just to let you know my friend e-mailed this to me and asked me to put it on here for her. My parents don’t even have credit cards and I babysit to get my clothes with my parents occasionally chipping in. Okay, here it goes:
okay, so my mom gave me a credit card and dropped me off at the mall for three hours. I bought:
Tan knee high Uggs
Eggplant colored North Face
Turqouise Ameican Eagle hoodie
A pair of Hollister boot cut jeans
Black Adidas track pants
Pink, yellow and, blue Pumas
Rue 21 skinny jeans
Six Hollister shirts
A pair of Aeropostale Capris
A pair of Billabong flip flops
Old Navy short-shorts
Ralph Lauren hot pink polo
Three scarves
A Old Navy skirt
A sundress from Alice and Olivia
Marc Jacobs snakeskin flats
Two Aeropostale shirts
White JC Penney pea coat
Yellow purse
Tote Bag- Abercrombie & Fitch
A pack of cute socks- Deb
I got most of it on clearence and only spent six hundred dollars (beleive it or not.) I tried to really limit myself….my older brother spent eight hundred and fifty dollars on his clothes and my mom didn’t care. It just isn’t fair especially since my mom TOLD me to buy most of these things since I was in need of a pair of Uggs and a new jacket and some shorts. Anyways tell me whos right and wrong and give me some tips?
Thanks!
- Hannah
Ohh and she is really nice. She’ll do anything for a friend. She knows I have a lot of money problems and she bought me a pair of Uggs and a cute pair of YMI jeans for christmas last year! So she isn’t stuck up!
Do you think i am spoiled? Ok i have 3 coach purses, a chanel purse, a D&B purse, clothes from guess, marc jacobs, holister, A&F, and other expensive stores, Ipod touch, Ipod nano, the enV, a macbook, like 2 vera bradleys, 4 tiffany bracelets and one neclace, some other diamond jewlrey, 2000 dollar dog, and some expensive makeup. I also donate to charity and am thankful for the things i have.
to coolio A i would have a lexus if i could but since im only 13 i cant drive
Okay well here goes. She turned 8 a couple of months ago. She has a Blackjack cell phone AND a Sliver cell phone!!!
And these arent even her first phones!!
She got her first phone when she was five years old.
AND she also has 1500 dollar Marc Jacobs purses, 1000 dollar Louis Vuittons, 2000 dollar Chloe purses and so on and so on. She barely knows what Abercrombie is and if she sees you in Gap she calls you cheap! [I've experienced it]. All she wears are designer clothing. My sister will practically fly to ITALY if her daughter cant find the Dior shoes she wants in her size!! She has a new pink dell laptop!
I just need ur opinion on this.
And i need ur help on confronting my sister on spoilng her.
What should i tell her?
I dont think this is healthy for my niece. She’s going to learn that getting what she wants is going to be part of her lifestyle and im afraid thats going to affect her.
Every one hates me at school because i am really rich. i just bought channel glasses, a marc jacobs purse, and four pairs of jeans, 2 true religions, and 2 sevens for all man kind. and my dad drives a rolls royce, with a driver. what do u think of me??
I have never used this website, cause i live in 90210 beverly hills, so dont be meen to me
hi just want to know wha u think … dont want to put alot in but would like your views thanks x
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My feet and ankles are so swollen , Im all hot and sweaty . My face don’t even start me about my face . All my make-up is off and I have panda eyes , so much for waterproof mascara ?
I hate flying , well the flying part is ok . Its the way you feel and look when you land .I wish you didn’t have to wait to get off the plane , you should land and be able to get off straight away . I mean you have already been sitting for eight hours getting the back of your chair kicked by some bratty kid who just want give up , but no, instead I have to wait and as if the kid wasn’t bad enough , the man sitting next to me is sweating more than me . Oh I just want off. Im now looking like a giraffe with a broken neck while im standing under the overhead baggage compartments waiting on the ding dong of the door being opened , why did I choose the window seat again ?.I bet Demi Moore doesn’t have to wait on the captain saying its time to get off , no of course not , she probably has a private jet , doesn’t she ?
So here I am finally off the plane standing in the toilets of JFK airport , looking at myself. I have my favourite top on that I bought back home out of Topshop ( on sale too , it was a bargain at £15 , just had to get it I told myself at the time . I mean you can’t pass up on a top at £15 on sale ).My Jane Norman jeans, stonewash , I love them .They are my old realiablies , you know the jeans you buy and wear that many times that your ass inprints in them !. Ok I’ve not wore them that many times but I have worn them quite a few times. So I take my make-up out my handbag , which is so big that the girl at check in at Heathrow asked if it was my luggage .
You know what I love a massive handbag , not only do they look great but you can fit just about your whole life in them. I have everything in mine from my make-up bag to safety pins. Anyway after my make-up has been fixed I head to that bit in the airport where your cases go round in a circle for about twenty minutes before you realise the first one out was yours. Oh yeah luggage claim , that’s what it’s called.
I’m standing with my big trolley waiting on my luggage thinking to myself mine will be the last one out because that’s my kind of luck , when hey to my delight mine is first out, maybe my luck is going to change here in New York .Thirty minutes later and im still waiting with my first case , feet killing me because i decided to wear my absolutely gorgeous Marc Jacobs heels over my comfy trainers. Why did I decide to wear them again ? Oh yes because im moving to New York to do my dream job as a stylist to the rich and famous. Im so excited. Just as I start to day dream about all the celebs im going to meet my other five cases come rolling round. Yep that’s right I don’t travel light , what can I say I love a sale ! .
I grab the first case and it comes off easy but then the second whirls past . “oh no” .
I try to grab the third and as I grab im starting to go round the carousel with the case. “Oh god , please stop”.
Everyone is now looking at me like im an alien and im sure I’ve heard a few sniggers too .
Finally I have all my cases on the trolley just about to leave and start my new life ( but as I have said my luck isn’t that good) my trolley wont move it’s too heavy!. After some time pulling and pushing “yes” finally its moving. I keep telling myself “Sophie don’t stop because if you do you wont be able to start again “.
Thank god im outside at the taxi rank. Wow they look different from London. New York taxi’s are bright yellow and have nice drivers who say things like ” hi doll , let me get your luggage in the trunk”, London taxi’s are big , black and he driver just sits in the front looking out the window , cigarette in hand , blows smoke in your face and says ” get in , where ya going ?”.
Cluster munitions or cluster bombs are air-dropped or ground-launched explosive weapons
Cluster bombs are illegal to use against civil populations. And Israel has used them many times before, in the 1982 invasion and in 2006 in Lebanon and recently in Gaza. In the final hours of the 06 war Israel dropped over one million cluster bombs. These weapons harm people every day, children think they are toys and play with them and they explode either killing the children or injuring them. It is a crime against humanity and a violation to use drop these bombs in civilian populated areas.
Recently from the Daily Star
Cluster bomb wounds two young siblings
Daily Star staff
Thursday, August 13, 2009
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BEIRUT: Two young brothers were wounded by a cluster bomb Wednesday as Lebanon commemorated the final 48 hours of a 2006 war with Israel and the international community celebrated the 60th anniversary of the Geneva Conventions on conflict. Abbas Aawali, 13, and Hussein Aawali, 10, were gathering firewood when they were wounded in the southern village of Toulin near to the Israeli border. “This makes the remembrance of the victims even more sad and relevant – all that on the 60th anniversary of the Geneva Conventions,” Cluster Munition Coalition communications officer Jean-Marc Jacobs told AFP. The 1949 treaties formally outlined international law on the protection of civilians, de-tainees, the wounded and humanitarian workers during conflict. Israel launched a 34-day war on Lebanon in July 2006 after Hizbullah took prisoner two army reservists. In the last 72 hours of fighting, Israel dropped over 4 million cluster bombs over south Lebanon, at a time when the Security Council had already adopted Resolution 1701 calling for the immediate cessation of hostilities. Around 40 percent of the bomblets failed to detonate, according to the UN, turning into de facto land mines. A total of 273 civilians and 57 deminers have since been killed or maimed by cluster bombs. – The Daily Star, AFP
The United Nations and human rights groups have accused Israel of firing as many as 4 million cluster bombs into Lebanon
4 million not one million
Chapter One:
Something I do with my friends, Tess and Jessica, after school every Friday is go to the mall and hit up all the shops. After the tenth Friday, we became regulars and everyone basically knows us and our names. It’s like we run the place. No—it’s not because my Daddy owns Lombardi Mall. That’s not it at all. The workers there don’t need to know I’m Murphy Lombardi, daughter of Richard Lombardi, owner of Lombardi Mall. In fact, if I used that as some sort of way to get a discount from one of the stores, the employee that gave me the discount and I would both get in trouble if he were ever to find out. It was one of his “Top Rules”. Not that it really mattered, though, because I was my Daddy’s only daughter and his Number One Girl. If I asked for money, of course I would get it because he’d never deny me of it. I’d use my sweetest smile or sweetest frown and widened my sapphire eyes for a cute, puppy look that worked so well. It had that effect on almost everyone I gave that expression to. I’m not even lying. It’s how I get my way.
I know what you’re probably thinking, Oh, she’s such a snobby girl. Well, yes, if you use rich and popular as you definition of snobby then I would be, but it doesn’t mean I’m an evil person. I’m just a girl with high standards from a wealthy family who gets what she wants. I don’t see anything wrong with that. I’m just happy and I won’t try to drag down my great reputation down by socializing with the people that are lower than me. That’s why I hang-out with the other rich, popular people. Take for instance, Tess and Jessica. They are my best friends. Tess’s parents run The Mauve Spot which is like the best restaurant in town. Everyone goes there; it’s always packed. Jessica’s mom is an attorney who makes nearly a quarter million a year. She even has a commercial on the local channels. I would say that they are worthy to be let into my group. Also, they have a super-awesome sense of fashion. From Marc Jacobs to Gucci to Prada to Ralph Lauren to Calvin Klein—we own it all and everything in between and outside those lines.
We parked as close to the entrance as we could because it would’ve hurt to walk all that way in these heels. Of course Tess suggested it. She is like… the smart one in our group. You could tell because she wears glasses. I told her she should get contact lenses, but apparently her eyes aren’t ready for them. Whatever.
“So… Where should we stop by first?” I asked as Jessica parked her Volvo in the spot.
“I think Teresa Rossi. Definitely Teresa Rossi,” suggested Tess who was seated behind me in the backseat. This surprised me. Since when did we shop there?
“Since when do we shop there?” I turned my neck so fast to look at her, I thought it would break.
I could see her roll her eyes even under those glasses. She swept a lock of her auburn hair behind her ear. “Well… It’s Spring and I want to get some dresses there because they’re cute!”
“Poor people shop there…” I murmured. I didn’t want to sound rude, but it was true! The highest priced item there was a one hundred and twenty dollar dress, and it wasn’t even a “good” one. “Good” meaning from the top fashion designers! I refuse to buy something without getting the best! Why settle for less than the best?
“Pfft. Wow, Murphy…” I heard Jessica scoff. She always did that to me. It always makes me mad.
“Wow what?”
“I don’t think it matters who shops there… I think it matters what’s there.”
“And it’s poor people clothes there!” She scoffed again. It was really irritating me! What did I say that was so bad?
“Whatever. Let’s go, anyway. I hear the dresses around Spring time are actually cute. Maybe we should check it out. I saw Joan Andrews wearing one of them and she looked adorable.”
Tess looked at me like she was disappointed. How lame. I love Tess, but she cannot pull off my look. “Oh. Alright, but we stop by Bloomingdale’s first.”
They both nodded in agreement and we got out of the car.
Whatdaya think about it? I’m not writing it to be original or get published… I’m doing it for fun and am writing a novel that I would enjoy reading and writing. I’m 12… 13 in two days and I want to finish when I’m 14.
lol…….
you don’t know what the subject is… beginning. and maybe it’s boring to you because it’s girly stuff. lol. 
. but i wasnt asking for a critique of the storyline…. just for the writing.
yeah. i hate Murphy and Jessica, but I love Tess and Jonah (who will appear soon…) Jonah is her love interest… just ask if you want a description of him because if you don’t… then I won’t. 
wow. matthew, that was kinda rude. geez.
well, i’m just gonna go with the thing that annoys everyone… you’re just jealous. XD
nah. i’m just joking… but i hate how the plot is judged even though i’m only a little into it… I mean, come on… Seriously. You don’t even know it yet.
Immaturity, huh? I think I smell some immaturity in your judgements. Wow. Assume what you like, but you can’t simply judge my character for what I have written here.
What I gather, Matthew H, is that you are incapable of giving advice in a respectful matter. How rude. Saying it’s “boring” and “poor” among other things. Yes; you are stating your opinion, but do you really have to be an ass? Seriously.
Chapter One:
Something I do with my friends, Tess and Jessica, after school every Friday is go to the mall and hit up all the shops. After the tenth Friday, we became regulars and everyone basically knows us and our names. It’s like we run the place. No—it’s not because my Daddy owns Lombardi Mall. That’s not it at all. The workers there don’t need to know I’m Murphy Lombardi, daughter of Richard Lombardi, owner of Lombardi Mall. In fact, if I used that as some sort of way to get a discount from one of the stores, the employee that gave me the discount and I would both get in trouble if he were ever to find out. It was one of his “Top Rules”. Not that it really mattered, though, because I was my Daddy’s only daughter and his Number One Girl. If I asked for money, of course I would get it because he’d never deny me of it. I’d use my sweetest smile or sweetest frown and widened my sapphire eyes for a cute, puppy look that worked so well. It had that effect on almost everyone I gave that expression to. I’m not even lying. It’s how I get my way.
I know what you’re probably thinking, Oh, she’s such a snobby girl. Well, yes, if you use rich and popular as you definition of snobby then I would be, but it doesn’t mean I’m an evil person. I’m just a girl with high standards from a wealthy family who gets what she wants. I don’t see anything wrong with that. I’m just happy and I won’t try to drag down my great reputation down by socializing with the people that are lower than me. That’s why I hang-out with the other rich, popular people. Take for instance, Tess and Jessica. They are my best friends. Tess’s parents run The Mauve Spot which is like the best restaurant in town. Everyone goes there; it’s always packed. Jessica’s mom is an attorney who makes nearly a quarter million a year. She even has a commercial on the local channels. I would say that they are worthy to be let into my group. Also, they have a super-awesome sense of fashion. From Marc Jacobs to Gucci to Prada to Ralph Lauren to Calvin Klein—we own it all and everything in between and outside those lines.
We parked as close to the entrance as we could because it would’ve hurt to walk all that way in these heels. Of course Tess suggested it. She is like… the smart one in our group. You could tell because she wears glasses. I told her she should get contact lenses, but apparently her eyes aren’t ready for them. Whatever.
“So… Where should we stop by first?” I asked as Jessica parked her Volvo in the spot.
“I think Teresa Rossi. Definitely Teresa Rossi,” suggested Tess who was seated behind me in the backseat. This surprised me. Since when did we shop there?
“Since when do we shop there?” I turned my neck so fast to look at her, I thought it would break.
I could see her roll her eyes even under those glasses. She swept a lock of her auburn hair behind her ear. “Well… It’s Spring and I want to get some dresses there because they’re cute!”
“Poor people shop there…” I murmured. I didn’t want to sound rude, but it was true! The highest priced item there was a one hundred and twenty dollar dress, and it wasn’t even a “good” one. “Good” meaning from the top fashion designers! I refuse to buy something without getting the best! Why settle for less than the best?
“Pfft. Wow, Murphy…” I heard Jessica scoff. She always did that to me. It always makes me mad.
“Wow what?”
“I don’t think it matters who shops there… I think it matters what’s there.”
“And it’s poor people clothes there!” She scoffed again. It was really irritating me! What did I say that was so bad?
“Whatever. Let’s go, anyway. I hear the dresses around Spring time are actually cute. Maybe we should check it out. I saw Joan Andrews wearing one of them and she looked adorable.”
Tess looked at me like she was disappointed. How lame. I love Tess, but she cannot pull off my look. “Oh. Alright, but we stop by Bloomingdale’s first.”
They both nodded in agreement and we got out of the car.
Whatdaya think about it? I’m not writing it to be original or get published… I’m doing it for fun and am writing a novel that I would enjoy reading and writing. I’m 12… 13 in two days and I want to finish when I’m 14.
lol…….
you don’t know what the subject is… beginning. and maybe it’s boring to you because it’s girly stuff. lol. . but i wasnt asking for a critique of the storyline…. just for the writing.
yeah. i hate Murphy and Jessica, but I love Tess and Jonah (who will appear soon…) Jonah is her love interest… just ask if you want a description of him because if you don’t… then I won’t.
wow. matthew, that was kinda rude. geez.
well, i’m just gonna go with the thing that annoys everyone… you’re just jealous. XD
nah. i’m just joking… but i hate how the plot is judged even though i’m only a little into it… I mean, come on… Seriously. You don’t even know it yet.
Immaturity, huh? I think I smell some immaturity in your judgements. Wow. Assume what you like, but you can’t simply judge my character for what I have written here.
What I gather, Matthew H, is that you are incapable of giving advice in a respectful matter. How rude. Saying it’s “boring” and “poor” among other things. Yes; you are stating your opinion, but do you really have to be an ass? Seriously.
I have to say that looking around on yahoo answers I ran across a question where it asked “since when do black people wear Hollister” and “what kind of clothes do black people wear” and someone replied “the stolen kind”. Mind you, I am a intelligent black young lady. Reading these things upset me to know that so many people have placed a “restriction” upon what black people wear and what we don’t. Honestly, I had a phase where I was obsessed with Hollister. I wore nothing but Hollister. People started to make assumptions that I was “rich” or “my mother was rich” because I wore it. It’s very sad for people to view Hollister as an expensive designer brand. I love fashion brands such as lovely Michael Kors shoes…I’m waiting for my Christian Louboutin heels to arrive in the mail…. I would love a chic mini dress that I saw that is Marc by Marc Jacobs for Christmas… I have absolutely fallen in love with this cashmere sweater that is designed by Rick Owens that I would love to add to my collection of winter clothes…Not to mention the Prada riding boots that I will own when I graduate from medical school. But am I not allowed to wear or will I be shunned for choosing to wear “designer labels” because I am BLACK???? I am just astonished at the things I read and saw on this site. And fyi for those of you who think that Hollister is “expensive” or only “worthy for the wealthy” then you should expand your fashion horizons far more. And for those who think that it is a “preppy” brand …. Calvin Klein, Ralph Lauren, Lacoste are PREPPY brands. Why are people put into boxes, if you will, when it comes to the type of clothes they can wear or that are more “appropriate” for them based on race??
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