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Must-will-have

As you may already know, we certainly spend 80% of our day on online shopping. That you ever get to read a piece from us is a miracle, but we do what we can. Anyway, lately something strange is going on. Because where we normally almost always click things into our shopping carts with greed, that cart has been suspiciously empty lately. Sure, sometimes a sweater is ordered on the left and a skirt on the right, but the obsessions are absent.

For a while, I was incredibly confused by the Givenchy Shark Lock Boots. Ridiculously expensive and not suitable for cycling were the reasons not to go through with it, but still, I was at a point in The Obsession where I was really willing to spend €1500 on a pair of boots. Fortunately, the obsession passed (and I replaced Givenchy with Valentino but that's not what we're talking about now) and since then it has been relatively calm. May has had endless inner debates about the Tweed flapbag from Chanel and the Chain Louise from Louis Vuitton, but those pieces were not bought either and she is now also relatively calm.

Have we become adults? Or realistic or something boring?

Too calm. I click through Net-A-Porter and really find a lot of beautiful things, but nothing that keeps me awake with restlessness. Nothing for which I want to risk bankruptcy, nothing for which I visit websites that want to buy my organs in exchange for a lot of money. What. Is. Wrong. With. Me?! A serious lack of greed, May and I decide in the taxi in Milan. Have we become adults? Or realistic or something boring? Surely not.

But luckily there was the Corso Venetia where we ended up after an appointment at Tod’s. And at the Corso Venetia is the Dolce & Gabbana store with the most beautiful windows ever, and pressed with my nose against the glass, my eye fell on a giant clutch in the shape of a watermelon, and one in the shape of a lemon. You should know, I collected watermelon things for a while. And I lived on watermelons for whole summers, I don’t know why but watermelons and I are an inseparable duo.

“This bag makes every photo more fun, and Lies you can borrow it for fashion week and so on, maybe we can even declare it for tax purposes because you can bet it will be photographed endlessly.‘

Once inside, it turned out that the bag in question was just slightly above my budget, as it was a unique piece made exclusively for this store. And while I was hesitating and weighing which lung or kidney I would miss the least, May also started to find that watermelon quite nice. And thus it happened that greed began to take intense forms in May. We were back.

In the end, three glasses of wine at the nearby Diana Majestic were needed to wrap up our argument. “This bag makes every photo more fun, and Lies you can borrow it for fashion week and so on, maybe we can even declare it for tax purposes because you can bet it will be photographed endlessly.‘ So off we went, back to Dolce, back to the watermelon. After some more trying on and worrying, it turned out to be the yellow version, so May is now twirling with lemon through Milan and I am looking forward to the fashion weeks in September, because you can bet I will borrow it for a day then. And so you see, it always turns out well with our greed.