Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Orange Blue!

When I read or hear the word “shopping”, I inevitably think in malls, it’s almost an unconscious association. I don’t like the malls and neither I’m a good shopper.

In fact, most of the times I’ve bought things, is because I like to walk around town exploring its nooks.. is there where I find interesting things, but many times I have no money to buy them, and when I have money do not find what I want jajajaja!

But anyway, I’ve a favourite shop, it calls “Orange Blue” and sells second-hand clothes, although I wander for all over Bandera street, as since it is full of such shops. I like go to it because the kinds of clothes are very different and exclusive.

The first time that I went to Orange Blue was with my sister about 6 years ago. She recommended it to me and since that day I loved it. However, I don’t go very often, rather, I go from time to time. I remember that the last thing that I bought was a vest really beautiful, all my taste, (it’s orange, is made of wool.. certainly, you have seen him before, in fact I'm wearing it in the photo with "Wapita") I have many things of that shop..

I believe that I love it, because the clothes are unique as well as size so, you will not find to nobody wearing your same shirt, pants or whatever and also you can create your own style.

What do you think about this kind of clothes? (besides that you must wash it at least three times) =P!

Tuesday, September 21, 2010


I remember that when I was a child we celebrate Fiestas Patrias with all kin in my home. It was a big party, almost as new year, because my mother was worrying about every detail, since food until clothing and the interesting thing for me was just the latest.. What I would wear that day? A beautiful dress, socks with “blondas” and obviously patent leather shoes.. the bad was that I never could choose the dress but that “18” on 1996 I did it, and remember that I gave round and round, cause I loved to see my dress so, since i imagined that was a flower.. jajaja!!

Also that time, I raised a small kite, better known as: “ñecla" and danced “trastrasera” because was the dance that I had been taught at school. My sister taught me to make ornaments, and we competed for doing the longest garland.

Well, about the changes that I have of my view of “Fiestas Patrias” I can tell that when I was child I didn’t know what was it, my parents told me: “It’s birthday of the country, so we have to celebrate!!” Years later I learned meant it, although I had trouble understanding why 18/11/1810 and not 12/02/1818 but now I understood that as the world ends on 2012 we had to hurry.. :P!!

I should accept that this year has been the most I have reflected our independence, because I believe we have regressed in part, globalization, transnationals, permissive public policies as well as legal voids have allowed so.

I looked the picture of my dress and could not find it.. =(!