I’ll never forget this girl named Katrina in my school bus back when I was in freshman high school. I must have been 13 at that time. While all the other kids played with each other in the bus, I chose to read my mom’s magazines. Back issues of Vogue were my after-school best friend. They made that agonizing thirty minute ride home bearable. Whenever Gucci ad pages came up, Katrina, who sat across me, always chanted “look at my Gucci watch, look at my Gucci watch!” before shoving her wrist to my face. If memory served me right, she was the daughter of a lawyer and for what seemed like eternity, she bragged about her stupid Gucci watch that she received as a gift. It was sickening. Deep down inside, I felt rather inferior because all I had at that time was this neon orange and neon green rubber and fabric “POP” Swatch that my aunt gave me as a Christmas present. I’m not a combative type of person so I didn’t say anything. Besides, she was a year older than me. She had Benetton accessories. I had Penshoppe (a Filipino brand akin to I dunno, Forever 21). I simply shut up and flipped through my magazines. That same year, I begged my parents to buy me that iconic Prada black nylon backpack with two pockets on the front. My parents weren’t having it from a thirteen year old child, of course. It wasn’t until I was fifteen that my mom finally bought one for me.
Fast forward a decade and a half later… I popped by the Prada store on Corso Venezia in Milan last week to stock up on some spring/summer goodies. I bought another pair of golf shoes, two trousers and this navy blue backpack. Just seeing it on the rack (they come in gray and brown as well) brought back childhood memories. I took it out for a spin in Amsterdam this weekend.
Hat, shirt, shorts by Acne, sunglasses by Yves Saint Laurent, jacket gifted by Versace, backpack and shoes by Prada
I guess one cannot erase the emotional scars of yesteryear (I can’t say I’m very angry because thinking about it, we were all young and naive) but let me tell you, walking out of a store after buying something you really like, on your own terms, with your own money, is always an exhilarating experience.
Like a big FUCK YOU to everyone.
As some of you guys know, I went to Berlin in January to attend the HUGO by HUGO BOSS fashion show. I also filmed an episode for their Hugo Boss Talk series. Their camera crew followed me and Berlin-based Women’s Wear Daily correspondent Melissa Drier around the city for a whole day.
Have you ever been inside a helicopter? I haven’t. Which is why for my birthday last week, I bought myself a lovely Grand Canyon tour (it’s the best $500 I’ve ever spent in my entire life), complete with a 35 minute ride above the Grand Canyon. I don’t know what came over me because I’m the last person in the world to be obsessed with these ‘nature adventure’ tours but I’m so glad I did it. The Grand Canyon is nothing like I’ve ever seen before. I was blown away by how beautiful it is. Anyway, riding helicopters are fun. I honestly think I could get used to it. I’ve been told by a cab driver in Vegas that Celine Dion regularly commutes by helicopter from her house to where she performs. I need a job that requires me to take helicopter rides every day because the views are like no other.
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It’s all about eating lots of fruit and that little piece of sausage…