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i am giriish

painter, writer,
designer, martial artist,
aspiring
bodhisattva.

and these are my jottings...



Showing posts with label Hermes Birkin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hermes Birkin. Show all posts



           if i
…were to host dinner for other parents from my kids’ PTA, I wouldn’t brag about the cost of my Birkin. Especially if one of the parents know that I haven’t settled a million-peso debt with one of Cebu City’s high profile designers.  Would some really just go broke for a Birkin?


...were throwing dinners at my private abode I wouldn’t be brazen when inviting guests over to my powder room. One stylish hostess called the girls in for some white truffles leaving a chocoholic guest feeling bad. 
He was clueless that the post-dinner dessert had absolutely no chocolate content.