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You that person that knows you the best. The one that can make you laugh, even in your worst days. The one that knows how to control you when you get on your worst moods. The one that actually pays attention when you talk, and wants the best for you. The one that just wants to see you smile. But what about when you start to notice everything they do for you. How they’ll listen without judging you, How they always compliment you when you do something good. How they notice a little change on you and they immediately worry. How they are the best persons in the whole world to you? But what about when you notice too late. Suddenly you can’t appreciate those things they did for, never thanked them for being there for you. They get fed up from just being there for us, while we’re full of ourselves that we can’t take a second out to see that they have problems too. With that they walk away from us, and only in rare times do they come back. I hope your one of them best friend.

How is it possible to care about someone who doesn’t even notice you? All you’re ever able to think about is them, but you don’t even occupy a second of their thoughts. I never meant to fall for him, it just happen. A lot of people can see his many flaws but I can barerly pay attention to those, when I can see him without them. Is not that I find him perfect, but his imperfections are what caught my attention and intruge me to find the real him. But as many times as I tried for him to give me a chance, he won’t let me in. I don’t know if it’s because I’m not good enough or what. All I know is that as much as I want to give up, I find it impossible to do so. I’m not even sure that I want to, I have more strenght to be able to once again get his attention, rather then loose it forever. I’m not sure if it’ll even matter, in a couples of months he’ll be gone out of my life. And after that it’ll be mighty impossible for us to cross paths again, if we were to ; both us would’ve made our lifes, so there be no chance for us anymore. There’s no chance for us now. As much as I tried and tried , I just wasn’t able to make him see me as I saw him. Oh but how I wished he could because for me he’s great. One of the most amazing guys ever, but I’m not even sure if that’s really him. I thought really high of him, but everyday he’s making those thoughts fall. Everyday he has to do something for me to see the real him, so maybe I didn’t fall for the real him , but the image I made myself for him. And I guess this is what I get for always trying to see the best in people. Yet somehow I still believe my guy is there, and that’s why is so hard for me to give up, because maybe, just maybe I can find him.

Is there anything out there more magnificent than Louis Vuitton? Nope, and there never will. Or at least that’s what I tell myself. Is not that I’m obsessed with Vuitton, okay maybe a bit, but that man was a freaking genius. There’s nothing else in this world that calls fashion more the LV’s monogram. It should be a sin not to think that LV is the greatest fashion symbol. Of course there’s others like Channel, Coach, Gucci, and etc. I seriously want to slap a person when they don’t know who Louis Vuitton is, and yet they call themselves the fashion masters? Yea right. If you have no idea what Louis Vuitton’s masterpieces look like, you need to slap yourself. Okay, okay, many people don’t even care about fashion but seriously who wouldn’t want to have one Louis Vuitton masterpieces? Those babies are divine.

 And why am I writing this? Well it’s almost my birthday and what am I getting? You guess it, a Louis Vuitton. Well many of Louis Vuitton’s masterpieces thanks to my wonderful mother and great father.

On another note, last week or maybe two (not really sure), I found out “He who shalt not be named” is a lover of Louis Vuitton. Oh my , did he really have to? Is not that I wouldn’t want a guy to love LV, is just that I didn’t exactly want a thatguy to love LV. For the reason that one more thing is going to remind me of him. Just to think I’m out and I have my LV with me; I’m having a good time, but then  all suddenly I start staring at the purse, and he’s going to be the one to pop up in my mind, yes that’s not what I have in mind for when I want to have a good time. That’s a problem, he’s already in my mind enough, but still he can’t overpower my love for LV.

What would I do without headbands? I don’t know but I might go crazy! They’re the things that make my outfit look less like a loser. For example, whenever I feel like bumming (which, happen almost everyday), the things that make me look less than a bummer are my headbands. You can never go wrong with headbands, you can have the messiest hair ever, and they’ll still look cute. For me, my headbands are my babies, they’re my most precious objects other than my shoes and purses. But I can’t always wear high heels and purses for everything, you know. Also headbands are not as expensive as shoes and purses. You can also be label as “the girl with the cute headbands”, and that’s pretty sweet. Overall, the purpose of this post was to express my adoration for the cute little things that go on my head.