Buy less; but buy better

Sneaked in 2 hours of shopping late yesterday, at the price of a company event that i bailed out of.
Oh well, it was yet another farewell vs ...I just desperately needed to hit the shops.
Bought a Korean silk dress from a dresses-only boutique at Far East.
Finally.
Ever since the K-invasion at Far East Plaza, i've yet to purchase a single item from the usually overpriced, too-sweetie-pie range.
But yesterday's silk dress was hardly fluff... interesting cut that i do not have, luxe silk that feels great against the skin, in prints for once (realised most of my stuff are single colour blocs...so boring) and in a suprising shade of pastel-ish green.

Erm, this also means I now have like... 5-6 un-worn dresses in my wardrobe now, all waiting for the right occasion to pop!

And for the record, I'll just like to say that I have enough of cheap clothes.
Honestly, i need to remind myself that.
Is this part of getting old? Where badly-made clothes frustrate me?
I mean, i used to wear 'This Fashion' outlet stuff in school.
But seriously, no more.
This means no more poorly tailored stuff, stuff that don't last beyond a year, cranky, off-centre heels. Yes, especially the shoes.
I just hate it. And am now orchestrating a shoe overhaul. Just not worth the frustration.

Not that i'm going designer right away, but there's certainly wisdow in that saying:
Buy less, but buy better.


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Up at 7am this morning.
Usually the time to go running, if i'm ever up at this hour.
But today's different.
Marco's coughing woke me up.
He was having a blistering cough all night. I sooo feel his pain.
That wretched dry pain in the throat from all that effort to cough.
He even vomitted some milk out, due to the violent upheavals.
Heal him God.

Today is also the 4th anniversary of me & Terence.
We've planned half a day together, just hanging out with each other & basically doing nothing much.
I know he's planned lunch; I planned a massage session.
We get to do this, like... 2-3 times a year max.
And only if my mum's kind enough to look after Marco for the day, skipping all her errands/gym.
Seriously looking forward to it.

I do miss the us that used to be.
Where everyday was like that, hitting town, enjoying ourselves, hanging out, eating at great places, feeling young and commitment-free.
Now, we've got a mortgage, a kid and 1.5 jobs betweens the 2 of us.

But also an amazing son, a warmer extended family (funny how babies bring EVERYONE together), combined upsized savings account. our own sanctuary and glorious Sundays.
Fair enough.