Lord..bakit!?!

Just got back from another wardrobe whoring escapade--met up with an RTW seller I got to know online and bought/picked up an item I may wear probably only during the summer. Hate it. Not the clothes. Hell no. I hate me right now. I love working for adb but I hate that it's located smack in the middle of Megamall, Robinson's Galleria, Shangri-la, The Podium, St. Francis Tiangge and even near the condo residences of the RTW Sellers I meet online. Wicked..wicked..wicked.

And..what about the scorching weather?!? Good Lord, I spotted the temperature indicator at the corner of Julia Vargas and it's at 39 degrees. The weather is totally f*cked up. Conclusion: global warming equals wardrobe overhaul--shift to sleeveless, spaghetti tops.

Bad,very bad.