Last January, my family went out to Las Vegas as part of our family vacation. Of course, instead of wanting to go to shows, or gambling our little brother in the casinos, we went out shopping. We spent one and a half days dedicated to shopping. And we would have spent the other half shopping if we didn't have to board that stupid plane.
We went shopping in those huge outlet malls, because we're Asian and every thing's got to be a deal. After a few shops, we stumbled along the Adidas store. And where else would you want to go shop for shoes? So at first it's just my mom, my older sister and I, because the other half of our family is in some other store somewhere. After some looking around, my sister finds these wicked shoes, bright and funky and in every way beautiful. And I find the same model, except in red and with a different design on them. They were stunning, and I fell in love with them, and for ten whole minutes I drooled over them. The store had a buy one get one 50% off sale, and we had found two pairs of shoes, and so in my mind I was screaming "BUY THEM ALREADY!" at my mom. But of course, my younger sister has to come in and find some shoes that she likes and declare that she will ABSOLUTELY not find any other pair of shoes in any other store to like. And of course, I have to put my shoes back in the box, all the while choking back tears and trying not to look like a lunatic saying goodbye to the most gorgeous pair of shoes I could've had.
Of course, I got a pair of Converse shoes that are pretty cool, and a pair of Pumas that I like enough. But as every day passes by, NO shoe will compare to those Adidas ones! Every single day I think, "man, I wish I got those shoes!"
I just had to bring this up because I just wore my older sister's pair of her Adidas shoes to get the mail. And all I got to say is, I better get a pair of fucking beautiful shoes or something when we go to Seattle.
We went shopping in those huge outlet malls, because we're Asian and every thing's got to be a deal. After a few shops, we stumbled along the Adidas store. And where else would you want to go shop for shoes? So at first it's just my mom, my older sister and I, because the other half of our family is in some other store somewhere. After some looking around, my sister finds these wicked shoes, bright and funky and in every way beautiful. And I find the same model, except in red and with a different design on them. They were stunning, and I fell in love with them, and for ten whole minutes I drooled over them. The store had a buy one get one 50% off sale, and we had found two pairs of shoes, and so in my mind I was screaming "BUY THEM ALREADY!" at my mom. But of course, my younger sister has to come in and find some shoes that she likes and declare that she will ABSOLUTELY not find any other pair of shoes in any other store to like. And of course, I have to put my shoes back in the box, all the while choking back tears and trying not to look like a lunatic saying goodbye to the most gorgeous pair of shoes I could've had.
Of course, I got a pair of Converse shoes that are pretty cool, and a pair of Pumas that I like enough. But as every day passes by, NO shoe will compare to those Adidas ones! Every single day I think, "man, I wish I got those shoes!"
I just had to bring this up because I just wore my older sister's pair of her Adidas shoes to get the mail. And all I got to say is, I better get a pair of fucking beautiful shoes or something when we go to Seattle.
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