People say someone’s trash would be someone else treasure. Well I’m believing it yesterday. I found something by the back alley street side when I was walking with Jowie. Yeah, my sweetheart came back from Singapore. I ran and hug him the moment I saw him.
It still look very good. Just a little worn out at the bottom. I know it might sound like I’m a cheap ass, picking stuff from the streets but it’s still good. I could hang my handbags, shirts and hats.