#i made this draft on valentines day and forgot to post it. oops

[kitty-ception]

hello on valentines day i made optimus trying to win back megatron (original/inspired by this post) very sorry for copying your art but i think i subconsciously referenced it while listening to spanish music and was like haha yeah oppy would try to serenade megs with these songs

bro is NOT handling that divorce well‼️‼️🗣️🗣️🗣️💔💔

more under cut!! :3

[irradiatedsnakes]

realized i had this in my drafts and planned to post it a month or two after the wheel dropped and then forgot about it. oops! here you go

"why does it feel like i just got scammed", my contribution to the wheel of wow, a small dialtown fic collection comprised of randomly-generated ships written and illustrated by our group of friends! we released it this past valentine's day, and i'm unbearably proud to be a part of it. please take a gander if you haven't!

the ship generated for this one was, uh, milton r. wallace/milton r. wallace. well i hope you like it (please check under the cut for the feelings/concepts behind the comic and my ramblings on the dialup!)

ive been thinking a lot about the dialup lately and like. okay. milton was opposed from day 1, he never Stopped being opposed, but- obviously the dialup is Unfathomably Unethical, i agree with this. a violation of bodily autonomy on a high-incomprehensible scale. but there is that little nagging doubt, what IF it all went exactly according to how callum said it would, if it accomplished all the improvements to people's lives that it was meant to? (given everything we know it seems unlikely it ever WOULD.)

but damn if me, i, griffin, were posed with the choice to press a button where "quality of life improves significantly for like everyone on earth, and also phone heads happen" i would probably definitely press the button. now, i dont think milt would, but like, this comic is meant to explore that bit of doubt, that little voice of callum's in his head going on about changing the world, helping people. what IF it was possible, what IF it worked.

which is also why, in this, hypothetical post-dialup-milton talks more like callum than he does milton (hence why he specifically calls him "milt" and not "milton" on the last page). that little needling voice of doubt speaking up, that after consideration (ie, this conversation) just solidifies his conviction- that the dialup is something horrible, but also not something he feels like he has the power to stop, anymore.

also phone head notes!

it's an ericsson n2200 wooden wall phone, as mentioned in the first page

i wanted an ericsson model specifically since that's the same company that made callum's model (an ericsson dbh of some kind)- playing on the "made in his image"/callum-as-god theme.

unlike callum's model, this is a wooden phone specifically- it's primarily made of organic materials.

the front is completely blank. there's lots of bits and bobs on rotary phones that can read as facial features- dials, bells- i wanted him to be as blank and faceless as possible, removal of expression and individuality. he's not as much a person anymore, he's a vehicle for callum's ideas and ambitions.

[777sturn]

⟢ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 | 𝐦att 𝐬turniolo

kinda suggestive.

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ jules’ message. this was so fun to write i love matt sm ALSO this has been marinating in my drafts for WEEKS and i literally forgot to post it oops!

quality time:

bf!matt who is a sucker for quality time. he’s simple: he enjoys the late night car rides with you as well as staying in to watch movies. of course, on special days (valentines, birthdays, etc) he will treat you out and take you to a fancy restaurant and a nice hotel for the weekend.

physical touch:

bf!matt who is a cuddler by heart. he enjoys laying his head on your lap or you sitting on his lap and holding you close. he looovessss running his fingers through your hair and pressing soft kisses all over your face. he is handsy when you guys make out or have sex, his hands will be trailing everywhere: tracing your figure slowly, all the way to your thighs, and then back to your waist.

acts of service:

bf!matt who is literally willing to drop anything to help you. despite his video game addiction, he will pause it and comfort you if you need anything. if he knows you’re coming over, he already went to the store beforehand to buy snacks for the two of you and went to your favorite place to eat and bought you lunch. if he sees you about to stand up and wash the dishes or clean up, he will do it himself. he also does things without being asked since he enjoys seeing you relaxed and smiling.

words of affirmation:

bf!matt who LOVES showering you with compliments and telling you how much he’s proud of you. it could be at the most random times and he will let a, “you’re so perfect” or a, “im so proud of you today” out. he’s always reassuring you if you feel stressed and is by your side to comfort you. when you guys have sex, there’s never a time where he doesnt compliment how well your doing. when you’re close, he’s reminding you how pretty you look when you cum.

gift giving:

bf!matt who loves to spoil you. he’s the type of person to buy you bouquets every two weeks and replace them if they die. if you mention something you wanted, he will buy it for you. he is also a big crafty homemade card guy. so for every valentine’s day, birthday, or your guys’ anniversary, expect a cute card that was made with lots of love.

© 777sturn

[coldflasher]

Fic Writer’s Year In Review

I was mentioned by @silas-lehnsherr and @sophiainspace - thank you! this is such a nice way to look back on the year :D

General Fic Stats for 2018:

Word Count:  172,163

Number of fics: 7

Most Popular by Kudos:

aftermath

this fic is my baby and ate 2-3 years of my life - i entirely blame this fic for the reduced amount of things i’ve posted for this fandom, because it’s uh... long. 

summary: this fic is a rewrite of season 1 of the flash, but with barry and len dating from the onset. unsurprisingly, this causes complications. technically the third in a series but can also be read as a standalone. 

the fic is finished but i’m posting one chapter at a time - we’re currently on episode six and it’s uh. over 100k. that tells you everything you need to know about this fic probably

My Favorite Fic To Write:

i already mentioned aftermath, which i adored, so im gonna talk about sticks and stones - a constangreen angst-fest. this was my first time writing constangreen and i had a blast with constantine as a character; dialogue is my fave, and i heard his voice so clearly, it was so fun mimicking his speech patterns. also gary is a cutie. 

summary: the last time john constantine got involved with a guy named gary, it didn’t go so well. keeping gary at arm’s length seems like the best way to save his soul - too bad john’s drunk self has other ideas.

Funniest Fic:

i don’t know that i write many funny fics, per se, although i do like to include funny moments. but i guess the best fit would be take me out tonight. the idea was probably funnier than the execution, but i had a good time writing it haha.

summary: barry and len are having a nice, quiet date. unfortunately, central city’s metahuman population has other ideas.

Fluffiest Fic:

the promise 

this is a coldray fic that grabbed me and basically forced me to write it. also lowkey angsty cos i’m a monster whoops BUT THE ENDING IS FLUFFY I SWEAR.

summary: leo is returning to earth x to propose to the love of his life, and mick has the perfect ring. aka mick is finally ready to move on and figures his partner’s ring will do more good on ray terril’s finger than it will in his pocket. 

Saddest Fic:

faces to the moonlight

this one was for the coldflash valentines day event. somehow i took a nice prompt like slow-dancing and made it sad because, as mentioned, i suck. 

summary: this year barry allen’s valentine is a memory he can’t seem to let go of. aka barry spends the night dancing with a ghost in ferris airfield and mourning missed opportunites. and leonard. who is dead. happy valentines day!!! 

Most Challanging Fic To Write:

wow, can i say aftermath again. im gonna say aftermath again. the final draft is OVER 300k SO I THINK THIS IS JUSTIFIED

Fic I’m Proudest of Writing:

aftermath, hands down. i don’t have a huge pool of fics to choose from this year, but The Fic That Ate Three Years Of My Life will always be one of my proudest achievements. 

Least Popular Fic:

faces to the moonlight again! this is fair, it’s pretty sad. i don’t blame y’all for not wanting to do that to yourselves.

Honourable Mentions:

shoutout to all the fics that i haven’t finished yet!! none of these have titles cos titles are my kryptonite. hoping to finish and post these in 2019, fingers crossed.

1. the coldflash vegas fic. 

i have a horrible first draft of this and intend to rewrite it when i have the time! this was based off something we talked about in my old dctv discord chat, flashtrash, which i left basically because i got super busy and forgot to talk and then got too anxious to ever speak again so i just kind of. disappeared. oops.

anyway this fic was fun but i was depressed and burnt out when i wrote it and it deserves better. barry and len get whammied during a metahuman altercation and suddenly decide that getting married is the best idea ever. funnily enough, team flash disagrees. the fic is basically about barry and leonard running away to vegas to get married and team flash frantically trying to catch up to them before they make A Mistake. i really do love this fic and i wanna finish it but my creative writing degree is eating all my time rn... sigh

2. the dark!iris/killer frost fic

this one is slowly coming along and i reckon i’ll finish it soon...ish? when i have time? 

after her brief stint as the flash, iris becomes obsessed with becoming a speedster for real. the solution is to steal barry’s powers, obviously. when killer frost finds out, iris thinks it’s game over - but as it turns out, they make a pretty good team. 

basically, it’s about villain!iris and killer frost falling in love and stabbing everyone else in the back. it’s terrible, i’m obsessed with it. 

General Writing Impressions:

I haven’t had as much time to dedicate to fic this year because I’ve been devoting myself more to original projects. I’m doing a creative writing degree and so a lot of my energy has gone towards that. however, I do miss writing fic - it’s so nice to write just for fun, you know? no goals of publication, no impending grade that will, inevitably, make me feel bad about something i loved and was proud of... just writing for the love of it. i do miss that. 

in 2019 i’d like to strike a balance. of course my degree comes first, but i want to make time to write some (shorter) fics this year - it reminds me of why i love writing and why i want to do this. overall i’m never going to be a prolific fic writer who writes like, 100 short fics because i find them very hard, but i’d like to write more short fics and explore more pairings and just have fun, let loose and enjoy the process of writing fics whenever i get the chance. 

Writers You Should Read:

again I haven’t dedicated enough time to reading fics recently :( (i read over 130 books instead because apparently i always lean massively one way or the other. it’s either all fics or all books?? wild.) but here are some writers who wrote fics i enjoyed very much!

@sophiainspace , sandrineshaw (sandrine), crimsondomingo (of course!), harleygirl2648, katyakora, barrylen and more! 

(i don’t tend to tag people because uhhh anxiety, but feel free do this and say i tagged you!)

[anyway-i-love-vanderwood]

✿ oops this has been mostly done in my drafts for like a week and i forgot to post it. Minor trio version of this post!

V

this poor moron doesn’t know how to deal with you.

he likes you, he realizes, fairly early on in his acquaintance with you. It’s after you say something interesting about one of his photographs - as per V’s usual - though the content of it is… odd.

Actually, you didn’t even mean for him to hear it, and he doesn’t even tell you for a long time that he even did. It was a quiet admission, mumbled under your breath as you stared at one of his larger prints.

“Is this… what it’s like to be happy?”

(you’re both sad and kind of screwed up, exactly V’s type.)

It’s way easier for you to admit feelings regarding inanimate objects than feelings regarding people, so you accepted that you loved V’s photography long before you understood that you also loved V.

At first, you attributed your constant thoughts of him to, y’know, having one of his pictures on your wall. You’d stare into space, chewing on your pencil and thinking about him, and when you realized what you were doing, you’d stop, shake your head, and briefly think about how weird that was before moving on.

A barrier was surrounded around your heart, one that prevented the realization of “damn, I like V”, and V realized pretty quickly that it was there. V also knew that he was a Trash Person Undeserving Of You, so he made absolutely no efforts to try to broach the topic of intimacy…

...but you were oddly open with him, due to your fascination with his photography.

You’d come to look at his photos. You’d ask him about what he was thinking, what he was feeling when he produced each shot, which often leads into deep discussions of emotions. these talks give you a deeper understanding into how people think, and V really is very patient with all your questions.

this makes things very difficult, because V really just wants to grab you by the shoulders and say, i like you!

but he’s terrifed of pressuring you, so he doesn’t!

UGH!

In the chat, you get weirdly protective of him. You’re defensive when Yoosung slanders him, you try to get Jumin to forgive him for the whole “oh yeah I kept the cult my ex-girlfriend was running a secret’, and you repeatedly tell V that, what the heck, he deserved literally nothing that Rika did. When asked to examine your motivations of why you’re doing this, all you can say is…

he’s too nice to have people say bad things about him!

No other reason, seriously!

No, Zen, STOP ASKING if you like him, YOU DON’T. THIS IS JUST A MATTER OF PRINCIPLE, OKAY?

All the while, V suffers under his crush, because every nice thing you do makes his heart skip double-time, but he keeps telling himself that he CAN’T like you, it’s RUDE, and confessing is just absolutely off the table.

Eventually, your interactions with the RFA start making you… envy the idea of a relationship. It’s Zen and Yoosung’s fault, mostly, they keep talking up the idea and how wonderful it’d be, but as you get more and more attached to people and figure out your own ability to handle emotions with V’s guidance, you start maybe kinda… wanting that.

And, clueless of his affections for you, you express that to V. How sad you are, that no one could ever love you because you’re a broken garbage dump of a person.

The resulting conversation gets impassioned due to V being desperate to convince you that no, that’s not the case. In the heat of the moment, he even says, “It’s not true! There’s someone who likes you!”

He regrets it immediately after, but when you press for more details…

He ends up being forced to confess.

and you end up being surprisingly okay with that.

V is comfortable. Safe. Considerate. He is pretty much the most non-scary person to like, and yeah, he has his Rika Hangups, but him not having it totally together makes you feel a bit better by comparison. And he’s been through pain! He knows what it’s like!

So… V ends up stunned as you accept his feelings with relative grace, and even after a month, he still can’t believe that you’re really trying this whole dating thing.

Saeran (Unknown)

look if you thought Jumin was a mess, then this is just a complete fucking disaster.

i can’t even articulate how badly this goes. neither of you have anything even approaching the proper faculties of dealing with Feelings, and Saeran just got out of a wackadoodle religious cult. His relationship with his brother is strained, his coping mechanisms are nonexistant, and he needs years of therapy before he’ll be anything even approaching normal. The only reason he’s even in a position to eventually end up in a relationship with you - and you, with him - is because of Jaehee.

Or, more particularly, Jaehee’s coffee shop.

Saeran, coming out of Mint Eye, is Completely Unemployable, and through a complex series of circumstances, Jaehee decides that screw working for Jumin, she wants to open her dream cafe. So, a few months after Saeran’s tumultuous exodus from the cult, he ends up working at Jaehee’s small start-up business as a barista…

...And you end up being their number one customer.

You tell yourself it’s because you want to support Jaehee in her business endeavors. You tell yourself that the atmosphere is nice, and that it’s a pleasant place to work, and that you like their cake. You tell yourself that Saeran is, shockingly enough, great at making coffee, and you other people’s lattes just don’t taste good to you anymore.

These are all, in some small measure, true - but that’s not the real reason why you show up like clockwork every day around the middle of Saeran’s shift.

He’s cute, and you want to see him.

Now, of course you attribute this attraction to his skill at making drinks. You’re just… happy to have such an amazing afternoon pick-me-up! And it’s - normal, that you’d be glad that Saeran seems to be slowly starting to smile, because he’s had a shitty life and you’re not totally devoid of human emotion. You can be inspired by his success! And Jaehee’s success! It doesn’t mean anything!

And Saeran, for his part, denies that he at ALL looks forward to your daily visits. He doesn’t anticipate it, watching the clock for it to tick down to your usual arrival hour. He doesn’t start making Your Usual as soon as he sees you walking down the street, and he NEVER, EVER gets worried when you show up a few minutes late.

that’d be silly, and saeran is not a silly man.

These lies pile up into a mutual crush that is half-adorable and half-exhausting for the surrounding bystanders. If anyone even so much as mentions that he might maybe like you, he flips out and stops speaking to you for a week. This, in return, makes you unhappy… but, unable to process why you’d be unhappy that Saeran is only responding to you in grunts, causes to to sulk and to escape the situation - i.e. halting your visits.

This distresses Saeran, who gets anxious around the time you used to visit… and annoys Jaehee, who now has to deal with a distracted, lovelorn employee.

This cycle of tiffs and spats lasts for over a year, where you find yourselves put in various compromising situations - i.e. being pushed to spend time together on Valentine’s Day, you ending up at the Choi’s place for Christmas, and you spending about two hours locked in a closet with the idiot tsundere. This… sort of gets you closer? Kind of?

After a really emotional, three-a.m. conversation where you both talk about how it Kinda Sucks not being able to make friends and seeing everyone around you happy while you… aren’t, the two of you think that, well.

maybe you kind of care for each other?

It’s - it’s a start.

Vanderwood

One day, a ‘manual of dating’ arrives on your doorstep, and you go through the entire RFA to find the culprit. Unsurprisingly, it’s Seven.

See, Seven has noticed something. You’re serious, severe, bad at jokes, and just in general  at horrible at this whole human connection thing. You’re can be kind of prickly, and while you don’t really seem to take to most people, there’s someone who you’ve been getting kinda close to. Someone who’s often there for you, and someone who seems to genuinely like your presence, which the same is true in reverse.

That’s right, he’s talking about Vanderwood.

WHAT THE HECK, you say, because that’s DUMB, of COURSE you don’t want to date Vanderwood, they’re just… y’know, they’re not a moron. Of course you like them decently. If Seven stopped being a complete idiot, you’d like him decently, too.

Seven laughs, but shockingly enough, doesn’t press the issue. “Just read it,” he says. “Maybe you’ll learn something.”

Maybe you’ll learn something your ass. Hell, you’re about to throw it away when you think that it’s kind of a shame to throw a book out, even it’s stupid. Maybe you can use it as a paperweight or something. Bathroom reading material, maybe. It’d probably be good for a laugh, right?

That’s what you tell yourself that rainy day a month later when you pick it up again. ‘Good for a laugh’. Maybe you’ll find something funny.

Maybe you’ll text it to Vanderwood to laugh about with you.

Vanderwood has a heart attack at the first message, which is about how there’s an entire section devoted to date spots. Hahahaha, they laugh, that SURE IS FUNNY, the idea that they would want to take you to ANY OF THESE SPOTS.

(it’s not true, they tell themselves before planning to MURDER SEVEN FOR INTERFERING IN THEIR BUSINESS. it’s NOT TRUE THAT THEY LIKE YOU.)

You keep going on, talking about how ridiculous all this nonsense is (how to have conversations? great gift ideas? fun places to eat out - seriously?) and they keep sweating bullets, particularly when, in a fit of mania, you say

“Some of this actually sounds kind of fun. Want to try it?”

“what do you mean” they respond because oh my god are you asking them out

“I dunno, just as friends? It could be fun.”

so they go on one of these “fun expeditions” with you, just as friends.

The entire time, they are nervous and you are OBLIVIOUS. You have fun, so you ask them out again, because you’ve never really been good at friendship and you’re not an emotionless robot. You just have trust issues out the wazoo. But Vanderwood is reasonable, capable, and actually pretty funny, so spending time with them is entertaining…

And unlike Seven, they don’t make stupid jokes, which is a huge plus.

This happens again, and again, and again, and Vanderwood just kinda takes it as it comes.

After date number five, you start feeling this odd, warm fuzziness when thinking about them - and you think about them a lot. Your hangouts have been on the weekends, and you start, for once in your life, anticipating something. You plan out your excursions with relentless detail, using the manual for guidance… because you know they like things organized, and the longer you spend thinking about what you’re going to do with them, the happier you get?

You tell Seven this at three in the morning, and he’s like, ‘It sounds like you’re in love.”

WHAT.

NO.

YOU ARE NOT.

...right?

You get sulky and grumpy about this, because you can’t really deal with the information. You’ve never liked anyone before, but in an effort to prove Seven wrong, you flip to the section in your manual titled ‘accepting and analyzing your feelings’ and

whoops.

it’s like finding your symptoms on a WebMD document.

Anyway, this causes you to shut down. In terror, you stop communicating with Vanderwood, who gets really worried about you because not only are you their crush, you are their best pal, and of course they’re going to worry when something happens to you. So, after a day of radio silence, they show up at your place…

and when they say ‘hi’, you slam the door in their face, unable to handle even looking at them.

What the hell is wrong with you? You question for the bazillionth time, because even just seeing them makes your heart do this weird, horrible skipping. This can’t  be love, can it? You feel like you’re dying! How do people live like this?

Vanderwood is worried, and starts banging on the door to be let in. They don’t understand anything that’s happening, and all they want to know is if you’re okay.

You tell them to go away, and Vanderwood is heartbroken, thinking they’d done something wrong.

When they find out what Seven has been plotting, they’re PISSED. They go to you again, telling you that Seven is an IDIOT, don’t LISTEN to him, everything he has to say is stupid, but - speaking to them from the other side of the door - you admit that

no.

seven is right.

y-you like them, the book said so, and this is awful and scary and -

and you don’t know how to DEAL with it and -

As you start panicking, Vanderwood asks to be let in, and they help calm you down when you finally open the door.

They tell you a bunch of things. That dating is honestly pretty silly, that it doesn’t matter, and you can just… have fun with them. Stop working yourself up. It’s fine, a-and, well, if you do like them, that’s okay, because they’re… not going to reject you… because they…

kinda like you too…

BUT YOU DO NOT HAVE TO RUSH IT IS FINE DON’T LISTEN TO SEVEN AND HIS BAD IDEAS, HE -

They stop talking when you hug them, because ever since you read about it in that book, it’s seemed like a kind of fun thing to do.

[vintagedolls]

Hermes Special Order | Part 1

To me, the opportunity to create a special order is like a sign of affirmation. The freedom of customizing your bag is an adrenaline rush like no other. The long wait for your SO, although grueling, is a privilege that is only bestowed upon a select number of clients. The horseshoe is the reward of your time and investment into the company – it is tangible proof of your special relationship with your SA, your home store, and Hermes.

The quote above was my testimonial for Pursebop’s Hermes Special Orders: The Exclusive Horseshoe Club article. I have been drooling over all the special orders showing up on my Instagram explore page. In anticipation of my order arriving this week, I wanted to draft a post prior to my reveal. 

Intro

You know that feeling when you find something that piques your interest for the first time? The curiosity when you discover something new and proceed to spend hours gathering as much information as you can. Well, that feeling and curiosity perfectly describes the first 4 months of 2016- the beginning of my H journey. Although, I must admit that I was not the best student and did not acquire much knowledge. 

In four months, I went from owning zero H bags to owning 2 Birkins (shortened to “B”) and having acquired another + a Kelly (shortened to “K”) for my boyfriend’s mom. However, it did not mean that I knew anything about the brand. When I first saw a close-up of a bag with the horseshoe stamp on Instagram, I had no idea what it meant. In these situations, Google is my best friend. The internet divulged the elusive Hermes special order.

That following week, I visited my lovely sales associate (shortened to “SA”) for some pickups and inquired about a special order. Obviously, I did not read enough articles because all of the ones I later found relayed the same message: you cannot simply ask for a special order, you must be offered one. 

Oops. 

In my defense, I wanted to learn more about the process from an Hermes expert instead of scouring through pages of threads online. 

My SA informed me that the right to place a special order (shortened to “SO”) is only granted to certain individuals, presumably VIP. She also said that each SA is allowed to place a few SO per half-year. Not only does your SA have to offer you this opportunity, the store manager also needs to approve your order. Once the order is sent to overseas, Paris can choose to accept or reject your preferences. Even then, it is not guaranteed that your bag will be made. So many obstacles to conquer before buying a bag that costs over $10,000. Who knew spending money could be so hard? (Joke) 

I left the store feeling slightly disheartened about the information I learned. There was no way I was even close to being considered a devoted H customer when it was only the fourth month into my journey. I pretty much gave up on the idea of my own personalized bag, opting to live vicariously through other people’s photos. My life continued as usual- studying for final exams, attending a friend’s graduation, and traveling. A month later, I received a fateful email from my SA offering the opportunity to customize my very own B/K! 

**For those of you who are H aficionados, you may be surprised that I was offered via email. From reading other people’s testimonials, the individual is usually asked in person or via phone call. I am always traveling, so all of my correspondences with my SA outside of in-person are through email.

The Process

At the time, I was in Puerto Vallarta on vacation so I could not visit the store until i returned home. Although I was brimming with excitement, I had limited access to wifi to research specifications, options, and colors. I thought, “how hard could it possibly be?” My heart was set on pink, so I expected to make my decision very quickly. After returning home, I scheduled an appointment with my SA for the next day. It was a bright and sunny summer day. I felt a skip in my step as I entered the store. I met her on the second floor and we situated ourselves by the jewelry. Adjacent to our table was a large window, bringing in warm rays of sunshine. We chatted and caught up a bit.

Then, she brought out the huge binder. The pages of the book were reminiscent of the study manuals for my exams. I could tell that the selection process would not be as easy as I imagined. Had I done ample research, I would have known that colors vary per season and would have chosen a backup color. Only two pinks were offered (rose indien and rose jaipur), neither of which are the pinks that I wanted (rose confetti or rose sakura). Additionally, I recalled that the most-selected leather for an SO is chevre mysore. Knowing that I wanted this specific leather further limited my color options. My mind was firm on a bi-color B30, so now I faced the challenge of choosing TWO colors. 

Not only did I struggle with choosing colors, but I also had a difficult time deciding where I wanted the colors. So many options, so little time. My appointment was a total of 30 minutes because my darling SA had her lunch break. 30 minutes is not enough time for a girl like me to make up her mind. 30 minutes is especially not enough time to learn of all the options AND choose. That day, I brought my gorgeous B35 orange poppy with the first twilly I ever purchased from my SA. 

I ended up prioritizing colors over color placement. The leather rainbow was quite intimidating. Do I want a bag with a solid outside with contrast piping and handles? Do I want a bag with a solid outside and contrast interior? What kind of hardware do I want? What will these colors look like on chevre leather? And which two colors will look good together? I was extremely unprepared in making this many decisions. 

In and out, 30 minutes. I breathed a sigh of relief and thanked my SA for the opportunity. My boyfriend and I made our way downstairs where I captured this photo for a memento: May 20, 2016 at 1:20pm. May 20, also known as Chinese Valentine’s Day because the pronunciation of five-two-zero is similar to “I love you” in Mandarin. Our first 5/20 together and my first special order to mark to occasion. 

Honestly, I was so overwhelmed by the entire experience- my fingers tingling, my mind racing, my heart palpitating. Adrenaline pumped so furiously through my veins that my time in the store was a total blur. Admittedly, I actually forgot what size and colors I have chosen for my bag! I had to ask my SA again a few weeks later and even then I did not really remember. I am heading to the store the pickup my special order tomorrow. 

Until then, thank you for reading this post :) Stay updated on my Instagram stories!