The Burberry that stole my heart
There it was, in the window display of Selfridges - my dream jacket. I didn't buy it, but I still haven't got over it.
Walking in the streets of London a month and a half ago, Q and I decided to eat at Wagamama’s. After devouring the chicken katsu, I miraculously managed to convince him to take the side street with me and head to Oxford instead of back home, like he had hoped. It was while we were walking past Selfridges that I fell in love!
I stopped dead in my tracks, much to Q’s puzzlement.
“Handbag…dangling from her arm, cell phone…in her hand, sunglasses…on her head”, he quickly did a mental check. “What, now?”
“Have you left the keys at Wagamama’s?"
When he got no response, he followed my gaze, and much to my disappointment all he muttered was a very unenthusiastic “oh.”
There it was, in the window display of Selfridges, my dream jacket, and in bold letters, it said, “Envy the Burberry Prorsum Aviator Jacket”, and envy-worthy it was!
Honestly, if I could conjure up the perfect jacket, this would be it. If I had unlimited access to funds, I wouldn’t even bother trying it on before buying it! Hell, I’d maybe even go to the extent of buying a fake from China. Ok maybe not, it just wouldn’t be as beautiful.
Q interrupted my lusty thoughts and reminded me that this Burberry beauty would be a waste of money and impractical for Karachi winters. He also reminded me that I was saving up for a bag. He used, what at the time seemed like very logical reasoning, but in retrospect was straight up manipulation – very well done, I must admit for he somehow managed to convince me that the bag had been my dream bag since I was 12, while the jacket I had just met. And although it’s true that the jacket was my newfound love, while the bag and I went quite a long way back, I highly doubt that I’d have known the value of a beautiful hand-crafted leather bag made by one artisan from start to finish, at the mere age of 12. I now realize that I’d fallen victim to Q’s political manoeuvring!
Alas, it’s not a perfect world and I had to make a difficult decision, which resulted in me choosing the bag and leaving my other darling behind. It’s been close to two months since my bitter-sweet decision making, and I’m still not over the Prorsum jacket, which is on my winter wish list.
Anyone feeling generous?