A ridiculous amount of shopping is what’s expected when a girl in love with fabulous fashion is offered a week in the fashion mecca of the east: Hong Kong! She spends days making a long list of vintage, one-of-a-kind, and edgy hidden-away shopping spots and falls asleep dreaming of all the yummy goodies her bigass bag would come back stuffed with. She imagines herself walking with pride towards the check-in counter with her gigantic bag stifling the beaten up trolley. She’s cautious, but the twinkle in her eyes and her dreamy smile gives away her secret to the jealous bag lady at the counter. She’s told ‘Miss (read Bitch), you have exceeded all permissible baggage allowances and the only way out for you is to declare me the rightful owner of all your friggin’ stash!’ The worst nightmare of her life jolts her awake and has her make the unthinkable decision to carry just one set of clothing. But then right after she finishes her avocado and bacon sandwich, the ‘not-yet-paranoid’ part of her brain has her questioning her preposterous decision: What if you find what you like on the 6th day in the 10th shop of all the 10 places you plan to hit? What if you only find bottoms and no tops to go with on your first 3 days? What if you find great shoes but aren’t great for the outfit that you pick up? What if nothing works with anything? What if you look like a jerk on the stylish streets of HK and the husboo refuses to hangout with you? Then, at that very moment, she hears a voice (got to be the universe): PACK LIGHT, you Psycho!
So here you have the detailed pictorial account of what the (part-paranoid) girl in the story did to fulfil her fabulous shopping dreams while staying reasonably stylish.
So here they are ready to sit in and cozy up to each other for several hours at a grand total of 9kgs (not bad, eh??). The brown shoulder bag is the carry-on luggage and holds a tiny sling bag for the shopping expeditions.
If you were wondering, post her fabulous shopping spree (7 pairs of shoes) and many clothes later, the girl with the paranoid mind managed to get by at 21kgs (just a kg extra) with the much needed support offered by a giant handbag and the fortuitous replacement of the jealous lady from the dream with a kind serious man. Hallelujah!