Money can't buy you good taste

When I went shopping with Rachel during one lunch time and while waiting for her to try her tops (see Fashion stylist for a lunch time entry), I noticed a fellow customer browsing through the clothes at Bebe.

You can tell she's quite rich - she was carrying an LV bag and a recent purchase from a jeweller, plus she was shopping in Bebe and the clothes there aren't cheap.

But her hairstyle, clothes and shoes really need a makeover. She had a frizzy perm, and she wore a rather cheap looking top with tight white pants and garish gold wedges.

There were also a couple of working aunties who were ploughing through the sales items. I can't remember exactly what they wore but the combis were erm terrible.

This goes to show that money can't buy you good taste.

That said, I checked out Mango tonight. Saw a black jacket with a ruched design that I felt I had to get. Also tried on this grey puff-sleeve top with printed blue peacock feather detail. I stepped out of the fitting cube and was rather convinced to buy it. Until an auntie from another cube who was trying on jeans asked me where I got the top from.

The auntie was quite bold in her fashion sense - she was trying tight jeans, mind you. But when she said she wanted to try the top, (and she did) I just lost all interest in it. No way I'm going to end up wearing the same top as an auntie in her 50s, fashionable she may be. :-p

I bought the jacket eventually. And I love it.