My brother is crazy, I mean really crazy. I think he’s almost as bad a shopaholic as I am. These are just the new striped polos he’s amassed over the past few months. And it’s not counting the non-stripe polos, t-shirts and shirts… And he’s so hiaow to want to hang them all out for me to see, and worse, to take a photo for my blog! EWWW… Maybe he’s trying to be like ahleong, but sad to say, he’s still at least a dozen shirts behind and a uber levels off in terms of class. HAH!
But anyway, that pink polo up there, from Topshop (i think) has a rather interesting history. Apparently, he was out shopping with this girl (heh), and they had looked at many shops but found nothing suitable. Then she picked out this HOT PINK top, and my bro actually went: ehm. Hmm… her taste… But he still tried it on, and while the rest of us (that’s my mum and I) were showing aghast expressions at his shockingly neon taste, he was going…
“Actually I think it’s not that bad wat rite? I thought it was quite bright actually, but after I tried it on, I thought quite nice leh? And anyway, must have a new image right? Ya, I don’t know why her taste is so erm… different, but seriously, don’t you all think this pink is actually quite nice after all?”
And I was like:
“So do you or do you not want me to convince you that it’s nice? “
