Good afternoon, Wednesday. Khan and I are looking forward to chilling casa side tonight- I'm feeling chick flickish. David is still out of town and we need to be entertained, but in our PJs so going out is not an option.
Meanwhile, I saw Nasty Gal was pimping out some vintage Chanel today on their site. Truth be told- I'm not really the Nasty Gal customer but I do admire that bossy, scary lady who runs the show and rocks those bangs HARD. She seems like she knows what's up.
And although I'm not really a Chanel girl, I'm not mad at perusing things I would probably never buy, even if my big butt was on the cover of Paper magazine, all glistening, like a certain someone...anyway- Chanel.
After seeing the usual chain bags and boucle and gingham, I saw this necklace. And I love this necklace. It's already sold and it's over a thousand bucks but one day, I will have this necklace, and that's that. I can't quit it. And I won't until it's mine.
Just putting some positive, covet vibes out into the universe. If Kim K's big shiny ass can be all over Paper magazine, then I can dream about a Chanel necklace. Sure it's over the top. But I'm in the mood for that and would wear it with, oh, EVERYTHING. (In fact, it would go very well with chick flicks and pajamas and dates with my dog man. Just saying).
And that's what's up this shiny, happy Wednesday in the blinged out 212. Yours, in Chanel daydreams. XO