The story of my wasted opportunities.
I'm not sorry I was born in Argentina. I like sharing mate, our raspy accent, and our quick wits. Living here but still being able to travel abroad has made my life richer, in a sense that wouldn't have been if I had just been BORN abroad.
My culture has made me who I am. It has made me sharp, a good critic. It has made me realize the things that are wrong with countries that are usually idealized, and it has also taught me how to be thankful.
But if there's one thing I'm not thankful about, it's distance.
Why must we be so freaking far from everything!? And I mean geographically.
I have recently taken a knack for buying stuff online. Now, I'm a complete online buying newbie, and I probably made some mistakes, but I received a $125 customs fee yesterday. I was taken aghast. I understand this is usual customs regulations in my country - but I swear it wouldn't have been so much if the shipping wasn't THE MOST EXPENSIVE for any place in the world ever.
Seriously. It's like uhhh US? OK, 10 dollars shipping. Europe? 20$. Oceania? 30$. Mars? 35$. South America? Where's that? Whatever, it'll be 40 bucks please.
I find myself crying (well, maybe not so literally) behind the computer screen as I see every event I would kill to go to and I'm still stuck here. Tokyo Girls Collection. Comic Con. Angelic Pretty's new release. Anime Expo France. Just- just everything.
I think to myself - is our otaku/kawaii/Japanese fashion/whatever culture not big enough!? How come we can't have all those nice things?
So today I saw it - Angelic Pretty's summer sale (not on their online website yet). Grand Bazar in Laforet, Harajuku.
Normally I wouldn't be this sad. But I went to a Grand Bazar once. I KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE. The hundreds of shoppers swarming the building. Forming lines to stores. Shop girls yelling the discounts at the top of their lungs. Oh my God in Heaven, it's paradise.
And you know what?? I had that opportunity and didn't seize it, damn me. I barely bought a thing. I was too overwhelmed and shocked and it was one of my first days in Tokyo and had that stupid "I shouldn't waste all my money so early" mentality.
If you're ever on a trip anywhere, don't be so silly. Waste it. You won't find what you wanted to buy three days later. So grab it and seize it.
I think I bought a few things from SWIMMER, three Angelic Pretty cutsews and that's it. And I got lucky. Minutes after I stepped into the AP corner, the shop staff closed the shop and started forming a line so that people could get in. And I was in there. I WAS IN THERE. Jesus. Christ. And I bought three stupid little things?? I'm so ashamed of myself.
The saddest thing is that I also thought, "I haven't worn my only lolita skirt for a while now. If I buy more lolita center pieces, I probably won't wear them. I should be conscious with my money".
Ding dong, you were wrong. You were wrong, Abi-from-a-year-ago. I have never been so obsessed with Lolita ever. After all this time I recently and finally dared go to a Loli-specific event and loved how I felt. So why. Why did I let that opportunity go.
I was so hazy and so overwhelmed, I can't even remember what dresses were in stock. I am a very visual person - can remember everything in a mental picture - so the fact that I can't even recall what I saw in that shop means I was just unconsciously browsing around.
Unconsciously. Browsing.
While all these people were forming a line. And I was already inside. Shame on me.
So anyway, from the deepest roots of my regrets, comes this post.
We can't really choose what we like. For me, I found it's a very pendular sort of thing. I have a Liz Lisa moment, then the pendulum swings and suddenly I have an Angelic Pretty moment. I guess my trip to Japan was a LL moment.
I'm probably sounding like a big materialistic jerk through-out, but hey, I do have other problems OK. Like I need to go to sleep now so my face will be fresh and pretty in the morning.
Just kidding ;)
But I hate picture-less posts so please have a very vain and materialistic picture of my face to top it off.
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