No regrets. Well, maybe a few.
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"I was in the final weeks of the most heinous semester of my college life, I had just gotten an IUD that was trying to tear outta my uterus like the Twilight baby, and my boyfriend had just broken up with me. So I treated myself to $200 worth of Dean and Deluca cupcakes, and ate them all while I binge watched five seasons of The Vampire Diaries in a week. I'm not even sorry. I'm proud."
— Christine Tezak (Facebook)
"Alexander McQueen was my favorite fashion designer, in spite of my paltry peasant salary. I never owned an expensive piece of clothing, but I loved his designs. They were like art. After he killed himself, I found myself surprisingly devastated (considering celebrity deaths usually do not affect me), and I went on eBay to look for anything even remotely affordable from his collection. A lot of the used dresses and shoes were much less than they would have been new. I ended up coming across a dress from his very last runway show before he died, Plato's Atlantis.
It was a runway piece that hadn't even been mass produced — it was a one-of-a-kind sample. It was fully lined and labeled, and even had the label from the runway show, which has all the info as far as which model wore it, the line number, everything. I got it for about $450, which I had been saving specifically for anything I could find from his collection. I spent it without a second thought, and although it is probably worth about $4000-$5000 now, I will never sell it. I have no idea how I even got it for such a price, but I never complained! I've worn it a couple times, but the sentimental value of it far outweighs any money I could be given for it. I've never regretted it, and that dress makes my ass look fucking fantastic. I save it for extra special occasions, and there is no other dress like it. It is wearable art. I feel very lucky to have come across it."
— Dabria Dahlhaus (Facebook)
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