Paul's Boutique

So my current obsession is my Paul's Boutique large Maisy Bag. I ordered it from the UK a couple weeks ago from www.asos.com and they delivered it at the end of last month. I hadn't actually heard of Paul's Boutique until about a month ago, when I was bored and looking up bags on topshop and I noticed it! It was exactly what I had been looking for, I wanted a large cute bag that could fit books and my laptop, but also zipped. I love my big LV but it doesn't zip, and with the constant fear of rain I don't want to use it when I know I'll be outside for a majority of the day. I also don't want to ruin it with carrying lots of heavy books. So the Maisy bag seemed perfect, and it was inexpensive in comparison to what I normally want. So from what I've heard Paul's Boutique is a big brand in the UK (though please correct me if I'm wrong). I was really happy ordering it from asos.com because the international shipping is free unlike topshop. 

Leona Lewis using large Maisy bag in nude

I ordered the bag in nude, just because I didn't want to get a basic black, but I also didn't want it to be some crazy colour so that I can use it everyday.

Love it!

The lining is leopard print.

One thing I thought was really interesting was the fact that each bag comes with a unique trinket (which you can see in the pictures) each trinket is a little bit different which I like. The one I have also has the big orange fluff ball but has more pink things on it =) which makes me happy! 

Overall I am really happy I bought this bag, it's cute and chic but didn't break the bank!

Love it <3

Working girl

I started my summer job two days ago, and it's an understatement to say that my first two days were certainly interesting. I arrived early my first day, worrying that all the other guys would show up before me, then rag on me! That's just a slight downside of working with family, they don't hold back. Finally the others started showing up, and they still ragged on me haha. Once they all left I got right to work. I couldn't remember how to do everything in the office but I decided to get started on what I knew - filing. I filed for a long time, then I got my boss to do a little bit of zumba, just because she sits around for most of the day so we thought it would be good for her to move around a bit (then she made me do it too...). I was then taught how to do invoices, which I was warned is the most difficult thing to learn and takes years to master, but I did okay =) so I was pretty proud of myself! Then after a long day, I went home and voted, then got ready for my zumba class (yes more zumba) with my two aunts. I was told that I should go because the instructor was a designer for lululemon, and that it would be beneficial to meet her! So we got there early, and met the instructor....and she was interesting looking....so we asked about being a designer and she had no idea what we were talking about! So I turned to one of my aunts and she said "well of course we're not going right to HER class, we have to build up! If we go to her class than we've COMMITTED", I can't believe she tricked me. I then realized I was the only person under 40, and that everyone else were these energetic middle aged asian women. They were very nice and accepting! Though I was very uncomfortable, I don't really like being around people I don't know, and have to do something like dancing is just pushing it. So the class was interesting, I felt like the instructor was on crack because she was so energetic and crazy! She shook her butt like no other. Though watching a group of middle aged women shake what their mama's gave 'em was a bit traumatizing. Especially when my aunt then asked me to show her how to do one particular booty-shaking move. My other aunt came up to me "don't tell your dad I tortured you..." haha. So that day was particularly exhausting, especially seeing that I woke up at 7 am, and let's not forget traumatizing...I've seen things that I cannot unsee.
Today wasn't quite as long, but more stressful. There were three huge emergencies that stressed everyone out, so I didn't want to piss anyone off so I sat at one place and did filing and pricing. I also had an orthodontist appointment which turned out to be a lot more painful than I thought. I returned back to work and kept my head down. The guys came in from working out in the field and were making some crack about how the boss will have to do all this stuff tomorrow and there's no slacking off. So I piped in and said "you're lucky if she even gets out of bed tomorrow, she's had a hard day and she's exhausted. There's a reason I sat here for the last 4 hours and haven't talked to her". So then they all shut up and mentioned how office work really is the most important part of a business. Overall the last two days have been long and exhausting, but I'm very appreciative to even have a job. And I am so exciting for my first paycheck, that baby is virtually already gone! Helloooo aritzia and sephora! Haha.
So here's hoping tomorrow is a normal day! =)

Lack of Wisdom?

Over a month ago I had my wisdom teeth removed in the morning. My dad was supposed to fly in to take care of me, but my mom needed emergency eye surgery, so we decided that he should stay with her. We ended up having surgery on the same day, what are the chances right? Luckily we both made it through, she had a huge eye cast on, which was weird to see. How one gets a detached retina no one knows, apparently age is a factor, which is not something you say to a middle aged woman, no matter what! I’m surprised the surgeon wasn’t mauled to death! Anyway my surgery went okay. I was really nervous, and my aunt was nice enough to take me there and let me stay at her place to recover. When I got into the surgeon’s office I made some joke about it being St Patricks day, and hoping no body had been drinking yet, and no one laughed! I guess that means they had already been drinking! They then took my blood pressure and attached some thing to my thumb. The surgeon then tied some plastic thing around the top of my left arm, and I had no clue what he was doing! I thought I was going to get gas to put me asleep but instead they did IV! They made me look away when they put it in, and then I saw the nurse strapping my arm down to the chair. The surgeon told me my hand would start to hurt, then I would become woozy, then I would fall asleep. Right away I got a horrible pain in my hand and I told him, he starting putting something inside my mouth, then I passed out. It’s all I remember of the surgery. When I woke up I was in some recovery room, but I can’t really remember what it looked like. I could hear my aunt talking to the nurse about my care instructions, and I remember falling forward and having the nurse push me back and tell me to try and stay upright. Then we got to the pharmacy where once again I passed out. Not without first texting and calling my boyfriend (I don’t even remember this phone call! I don’t know how I even called!). I also tried to read an e-mail from my mom on my blackberry, and I couldn’t really see so I closed on eye and tried to read. I could hear the pharmacist say “she looks really pale, you should take her outside, she’s going to faint” and I remember saying “no I’m always this pale” haha. My aunt still pulled me outside to take a couple deep breathes, I’m sure the public enjoyed staring at me and my fat face! My aunt then took me home, and my uncle had to help me out of the car, and blood came streaming out of my mouth when I bent forward, luckily we were outside and not on the carpet. My aunt made me take a T3 and then I slept for two hours on a chair. After two hours I stopped bleeding, and was awake, which was pretty lucky. One unlucky thing was that one of my sutures came out on my right side, so I could feel the gash in the side of my cheek, the surgeon said that there’s nothing to worry about and that it’ll heal pretty quick without sutures. I managed to eat a little scrambled egg, and took all three of my meds. They all  kicked in at the same time, and I could feel myself start to sway - I felt great! No pain, no nothing! The rest of the day went pretty smoothly, except the left side of my tongue is still numb, apparently everyone reacts differently. I have a friend who’s chin was numb for three days after. My tongue is still numb, so I hope it goes away soon, it’s weird feeling like half of your tongue weighs 5 pounds. I spent the night at my aunts and managed to get a good night sleep, though I did wake up a lot to move so that my face would stop hurting. I also have to pee like all the time thanks to all the liquids I have to drink. I swear Thursday was the healthiest day I’ve had since christmas! Eggs and home made veggie soup - NO CANDY OR SUGAR! Amazing. My face is pretty swollen though, when my cousin showed up the first thing he did was puff up his cheeks, didn’t even say hi! Went right into making fun of me! I still managed to go shopping today, my aunt had to go to the mall to meet her accountant, so I went to buy another piece of my brother’s birthday present. I shopped around for about an hour, but everyone stared at me. I look like I got into a fight or an accident. Swollen, slurred speech thanks to numb tongue, slow walking and a shaky hand - fun fun fun! I did a little too much moving I think though, because my stomach and my back hurt for a bit. My aunt and I went to White Spot, where I had a very small amount of chocolate shake. Then at her place I had more soup, while everyone else had pizza! So unfair, never have I wanted fast food so bad. Then my uncle drove me home, where my boyfriend met me at the door. I had really awful back and stomach pain, which freaked him out and he wanted to drive me to the hospital. I told him no, drank some milk and felt a lot better. So here I am, swollen faced and in sweats. I’m just glad that it’s over. In a month I get braces and in a year I have jaw surgery. One step closer to the perfect smile! Oy, but one can only imagine how much of a baby I’m going to be after jaw surgery! So anyway getting this surgery done, don't worry you'll survive =) 

“Does getting your wisdom teeth out make you .... mm ... not so wise?”

-My mom. 

Swollen =(

The Chanel Experience

This was a while ago, but it’s an interesting story in my eyes. So a couple weeks ago I went into a Chanel boutique in Holt Renfrew to ask about some prices. I was met with dirty looks and silence. This one woman totally ignored me, she had to work hard to ignore me too! She turned her back to me so I couldn’t even try to catch her attention, then she ran away to play with someone’s dog. After about 5 minutes of me staring at the same bag awkwardly, a woman finally asked what I wanted. When I asked about the prices she told me bluntly and then just stared at me until I would leave. Which I did quickly! I know the treatment at Chanel isn’t always so great but it’s never been that bad in the past. I left feeling like complete crap, more than usual! I told my mom about it and she apparently had a similar experience at the same place. So out of anger and hurt I wrote a complain letter to the boutique explaining that we will have to take our business elsewhere (first complaint letter I’ve ever written!). So for a while I didn’t get any reply and I kind of forgot about it. Then during one of my classes I got an e-mail on my blackberry from the manager of the Chanel boutique that she wanted to talk to me and she also had left a message on my home phone. I almost crapped my pants in the middle of class, I was so freaked out! I could already hear this woman yelling at me about coming into a store without an intention to purchase and writing a complaint letter about it and getting her in trouble etc. I was so nervous, so I waited until I got home to call her, and I was sweating, like when you would talk to a teacher in High School. So we started to talk and she explained that she took a while to reply because she was away on a buying trip in Europe (GOD I WANT HER LIFE). So I told her my experience and she was SO NICE! I was literally shocked at how lovely she was about it! She actually apologized and asked me to identify who did this because she planned to speak to her staff about how to treat people properly, even if they’re young and not dressed to impress. I was so shocked at how amazing she was about everything that it actually changed my perception of the Chanel boutique. So THANK YOU miss manager! You were awesome! However she then invited me to come to the boutique and say Hi sometime and in my head I went “OH CRAP NOW I NEED TO FIND A CHANEL!”. I might not own a Chanel yet - BUT I WILL. It is my destiny to have a Chanel! I’m a self proclaimed bagaholic, I love bags, especially the expensive ones (my own downfall!).

I don't have a chin

This story is from Valentine's day this year, but I thought it was funny enough to post.

My day started off pouring rain, which ruined my plans to wake up early and go out to buy the ingredients for my boyfriend’s surprise cheesecake. I guess I could’ve still gone but who wants to walk around in the rain? I finally left to go to my consultation with a surgeon. I bussed to the area, and couldn’t find the office. I walked around in the rain for half an hour and got soaked, to the point that my socks squished around in my boots. Then to my dismay I realized that the office building was right in front of the bus stop that I had gotten off at it. Yes – amazing. At my consultation the surgeon examined my mouth, and proceeded to tell me how messed up it is. Oh no but it’s okay because I can blame it on my parents! Yes because this makes me feel so much better – thanks a lot dad! The surgeon kept telling me I can blame it on my parents, and I don’t understand why he pushed that on me, do I look like the trouble teen that needs to blame all their angst on terrible parents? WELL!? Anyway it’s not like I didn’t already know that all my dental problems are my dad’s fault. So the surgeon told me that when I was younger I had too many teeth extracted, and they did this in order to push my top jaw back in order to kind of align with my underdeveloped lower jaw. This apparently wasn’t the best plan because it left me without a top lip curl and a hanging nose. Then of course my bottom jaw is underdeveloped anyway. Then he told me something I did not know – “oh and you don’t have a chin”. HUH!? He said it straightforward like it was a fact. He even showed me on an X-ray, my chin never developed. So my face does a crescent shape from the side and not a straight aligned profile, as it should be. So basically the bottom half of my face is totally messed up and it’s going to cost over 2 year of tuition to pay for it. I had to think to myself “what’s worse, being deformed but get a Chanel, or to be normal looking without a Chanel?” hard choice, seriously. Then after being told I don’t have a chin, I went to pay for the consultation, only to have my credit card declined and not have enough money on my debit to pay for it. This was mortifying, but the receptionist was nice enough to excuse me and said I could pay over the phone once the card is working. I ran right to the bank and asked what was wrong with my card, and the women had no idea and just gave me a new PIN, which I knew wasn’t the problem. On my way home I stopped at IGA and Blockbusters to buy the things for my boyfriend’s valentines surprise. I should’ve thought this through more because I ended up carrying three bags, my purse and an umbrella. And I’m fairly weak so these bags felt heavy to me! So I was completed exhausted by the time I got home. I then called Visa to demand why my card was declined, and then they told me my card was frozen because they need my dad to verify something and I’m only the secondary user so I can’t do shit. They wouldn’t even tell me why he had to call. And I kept explaining to the man that my dad lives on a different continent and it’s not that easy to get him to call a company in Canada and that I would really like to be able to use my credit card! This did nothing. So I already told my dad and hopefully he can figure it all out soon. After the visa call I just cried for a while, out of frustration, stress and exhaustion. After crying until dehydration I then went to make cheesecake from scratch, and whoever the hell said baking is relaxing is bullshitting, because that is not relaxing. It’s a lot of work and makes a huge mess! But I finally managed to make it, though not without growing a large hatred for cream cheese. My boyfriend caught me baking it, and was really excited about actually having something homemade from me. He then stopped me from throwing out the left over graham cracker mixture for the bottom, because he wanted to eat it! He then mixed it with Nutella and ate it from the bowl with a giant wooden spoon – SO GROSS. Ugh! I also made dinner, after watching some bad TV. This was very surprising to my boyfriend because everyone knows I never cook; I’m practically a walking disaster in the kitchen. It if can cut or burn me, it will. Anyway after dinner, cheesecake and combos (his favourite snack) I gave him his present, a gift card to EB games! He seemed really happy. And he felt really bad, because he doesn’t celebrate valentines day, so he didn’t want to waste $5 on a rose for me, but he did buy me a dairy queen ice cream cake – but it was made from strawberry ice cream and had fruit in the middle, which I don’t like so he ended up eating. He felt so bad that he said he would use the gift card to buy us a game for my Wii so we can play together, which is really nice of him. I did make myself feel better because I felt like such a good girlfriend, and I did make him feel guilty which was pretty enjoyable in itself. When I told my mom about my bad day she laughed really hard and told me that I should write a blog – so here I am! My mom also informed me that bad things always happen in threes, so once two bad thinks happen you can already hear yourself saying “aw crap what the hell else can go wrong!?” and the answer is: everything. Yeah, so that was my day, so if anyone reading this thought they had a bad day and realized that it wasn’t so bad in comparison, you’re welcome!