Milan, 28.02.11
this morning and I'm home is to write a few lines about what has happened this weekend.
You must be wondering because I am here and you say that James is ill. When my husband, he gets the flu, I have to assist it in its entirety, around the clock. I'll tell you that, at this juncture, his influence has been a godsend for me as coming from the sky. In fact, James has totally dropped the hatchet and the ugly history with his wife Att. Brands are becoming just a bad memory. However, I must admit that whenever I think of this tragi-comic episode, the most stinging embarrassment chills me pierce the body.
Saturday morning shopping wild ... infallible medicine to ward off the bad thoughts, at least for a couple of hours!
I got on Via Della Spiga, where I purchased, from Blumarine, a beautiful white blouse with large puffed sleeves and buttons like real turquoise. Then, in Via S. Andrea I slipped from Chanel and a pair of earrings with pendant ce double camellia are now owned by the undersigned!
In Via Montenapoleone, I went to Ralph Lauren and I bought for my husband, a couple of polo shirts and Polo line ... just an incentive for me to forgive. Again here, I was struck from an evening dress, but it cost too much and it was extremely difficult (when I could get ...?? Never, never, never ! My conscience told me so!). A contract (do not worry, when not looking, you are always in bother ... just as, when you desperately need, they disappear), I came from behind, saying: "Amazing, is not it?" and I answered that yes, I liked a lot, but that did not seem to be the case. Within a minute, I was in the dressing room to try it ... I did not want to offend you, since I had practically begged to do so, stressing that everything would be without obligation.
out of the dressing room, I reflected in the mirror and saw one of those actresses circulating on the red carpet of the most prestigious film festival in the world. The black silk running over my body with such a harmony of gape and the white band that shook my life, giving rise to a big bow, I just clung in the right place. A necklace of onyx stones kept him tied to the neck in such a sophisticated way ...! And the back, shoulders and arms remained completely nude ... not chic, more!! When I was able to regain use of the word, I told the clerk that it was too beautiful and elegant that I would have so important an occasion to put it. She said that was the last piece, which belonged to the first line of Ralph Lauren and finally, that if I decided to take it, I would have done a good discount (line belonged to the autumn-winter).
Dear Diary, I managed to resist and say no (and think that, certainly, that he had committed a crash course on how to compel to subtly let customers make purchases!).
Unfortunately, however, have collapsed psychologically when I reached Piazza Duomo ... My brain began to plot that, someday, I would have to attend some social event (not for nothing are the wife of an architect and said the daughter of a great industrial!) and it would be foolish to leave it there a dress fantastic and more obvious! A real opportunity, after all ...
Running around and I did the trouble has been done ...
A tonight with the result of my adventures, dear diary ... I just need to vent with you, who are my closest confidant and less intrusive, the confessor of a bad relapse, psychologist unpaid a crazy ...
James calls me complaining like a child of three years ...
Kisses,
Your Lucrezia
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