the tai-tai syndrome
Published Monday, April 17, 2006 by Janice | E-mail this post
What does one do when the husband is out at an industry golf tournament and dinner thang?
Go shopping, right?
Decided I needed some me-time tonight. So after work, I hit the town with Jemmerson for a spot of evening shopping. How utterly poncy does that sound?! Oh my, I thought. I'm becoming a tai-tai wannabe or summat. With the help of birthday vouchers and such, I picked up a pair of yoga shoes from Nike, a jacket from Zara and a couple of going outie tops from some random shop - Decided I'd had enough and headed home. Except I didn't really feel like getting a train or queueing and spending unnecessary dollar on a cab.
So I took a nice deep breath and walked home under a starry night sky, leaving tai-tai-dom
far behind me.
Update:Hubba won the tournament?! Good grief. He's the biggest buaya... Waha!
no. 1 buaya
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