I am a victim of everything.It's not surprising when you saw me owned the same top or earrings but in different colour.It's all because I am quite indecisive sometimes,I rather not regret in future by having the same item in pairs.This holiday was spent in buying low bargain items because I am broke, that even the beggars at Petaling Street is richer than me.
I regreted for not spending much time in Malacca last time especially in Jonker Walk,I decided to bugged Mr. Kevin to fulfill my wish before I leave in the next 3 days.My next low bargain items destination is located at Petaling Street.
(Why Petaling Street when it is located at the central of KL??Call la KL Street)
Petaling Street is one of the local tourist spot especially for those who wants to own an IT handbag but could not afford.This is the place where you see even nice smartly dressed people come to buy their IT bag.LV's were everywhere and all you have to do is just tell the seller what type of bags are you looking for. Rumours say that the fake handbag resemble 99.9% of the origin one. If you were to ask me to differentiate it, I couldn't tell out the different cause I am not one of the fan for this sort of "designer labels".
A handbag reflects how to society perceived and look at you.You might be staying in a low cost apartment driving only an old junk, but carrying an IT bag will definitely changed the way people look at you. According to the statistics that was carried out, we humankind tend to stereotype others based on the types of IT bags that they carry.
No wonder, all these fake LV's market are emerging tremendously,just like mushrooms are popping out after the rain.It gives them a different kind of status,so called "upgrading system".For me, I would rather own a real one or not owning one.If I am in the current status where owning an IT bag will upgrade my status, I beg to differ.Cause a bag doesn't mean and represent anything for me.I might have the latest IT bag,but my days were starved with only instant noodles and water or my parents have to work with every ounces left in their body just for all these IT bags.
Come back to Petaling Street,it has nothing to shout about anymore.Prolly I've been to Jonker Walk,therefore I kept on comparing them although I know both places sell different stuff.
(You name it,they have it)
You know, when it comes to Petaling Street,if you thought of buying that particular item,you better make sure you buy it after the seller had bargained for you,or else you will hear humankind cursing you as far as a few stalls away.
(Everyday is CNY for the hawkers)
As a local here,there is nothing to horrified of because they know we are not their 'water fish'.They only target at foreigners and tourists and patiently slaughter up to their throat.
Petaling Street was my favourite back in my Form 6 days. Me and my classmates used to have our weekend tuition at Kasturi Tuisyen Centre.What I miss is the Assam Laksa at Petaling Street but after tasted it again yesterday,there is nothing to brag about. In fact,the ambiance and environment is so different from the old school days.
(Yeah la,at least KL is not 'kedekut' with their Kembung fish compare to Penang Kek Lok Si Assam Laksa)
When people say that KL shops has better sense of fashion compare to others,please,I am here to tell you that not all places in KL has sense of taste and definitely Petaling Street is not the place-to-be unless you want yourself to look like a 'Koh Tai' singer. I wonder,who are these clothes targeted on?Petaling Street is located near Lorong Haji Taib, must be targeted at those humankind over there.If I ever caught anyone wearing this hilarious costumes on the street,I promise I will capture it and tell you buyer and retailer outside there how awful this costumes are.
(My god!!!Where is MeLL?)
(Fucking ugly sial,how can they ever possibly come out with this kinda stuff?You give it to ShinChan,he also doesn't want)
Once again, I've tried to bring back my old school days, just like this 'Air Mata Kucing'.It existed way before I know how to count with my fingers.As packaging is much more convenient and hygienic, those old metal chill bowls were buried 6 foot under the ground.
(Cat Eye Water)
(ChestNut)
The journey to Petaling Street left me with much despair.
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