August 27, 2008

So I went shopping with Kyle and Nic and Yiwei (and at some point a very useless Zhe Xian) for Ferd’s teacher’s day present. Man, finding a present is tough. We’re terrible at it. Took us hours and hours of trawling various shops before we managed to find him worthy gifts. Terrible. One of the shops we browsed was Zara, and it actually has pretty cool stuff – mind this is the first time I’ve ever set foot in Zara. No, seriously. But while I was looking around for stuff, I couldn’t help observing the people in the shop, along with the various items for sale and, inevitably, passing judgments. Now undoubtedly there is some pretty cool stuff in Zara – I’m a big fan of some of their jackets…In fact I’d buy one of those jackets just for the metal logo sewn into the collar. Yes, it was so cool that they didn’t even need to place it in an easily displayable position for it to be cool. The jacket reeked coolness. In fact, I guess it looks better when it’s not you know, actually being worn, and instead just displayed somewhere to show people how cool you are. Which brings me to my real point: I felt distinctly uncool and out of place in Zara. I think they should really put a sign outside saying something like: You must be this fashionable in order to enter (In the style of the movie kids admissions signs). It was only this year that I had any form of wardrobe Renaissance – my wardrobe is still overwhelmingly mommish. It’s clearly a place I don’t belong in….I still want a leather jacket though….