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Opinions Needed

Okay. So I bought a bag today. A shiny silver bag. SILVER. Now I know what your thinking, "Silver! Isn't that a little loud" or a better word in fact would be 'jhatak'.

And now I'm in doubt. Whether I should have bought the bag or no cause its silver. And not really me. As everybody I tell about the bag seems to be pointing out.

So now basically I need some opinions. Cause I spent a whole 200 bucks on it and for a poor struggling college student, 200 bucks is a hell of a lot of money.

So anyway, I'm putting up the pics. Let me know.


And after taking virtually all evening to upload. Here it is. I apologise for the bad picture. My camera battery was really low and kept going off.

What do you guys think? Honestly.

Comments

Homecooked said…
I think it looks cute!! But then I am so far out of fashion,I may not be a good judge.I think it will look good on jeans and T's.What did ur friends say?
Moo said…
A tad flashy. But the thing is, if you team it up with really plain clothes (say a simple plain white or black t-shirt or one with just halka sa print on it and simple blue jeans or something) it will go well.

If you're so unsure, can't you get it exchanged???
Gentle Whispers said…
@ Homecooked : Thanks. That was the plan when I bought it but then everybody kept saying 'you and silver?" cause normally I don't wear colours like that. But I did wear it today and everybody loved it so yay!! 200 bucks well spunt

@ Moo: Thank you: Wore it with a green tee today and everybody said it looked good and I'm thrilled now.

I couldn't get it exchanged cause they don't exchange bags apparently.
Eve* aka jb said…
I like the bag and would couple it with those little ballerina shoes that are doing the rounds... in silver. And big, chunky, hanging, silver ear rings... and either one, thick silver bracelet or about 8 slim ones. Sorry, am gettin carried away. but the bag looks cool. ;)
Gentle Whispers said…
@ Eve : Thank you ever so much. I think the bag looks cool too. Just when through a little phase of doubt but i'm over it now and besides the bag looks amazing when I carry it to go out clubbing. Along with the ballerinas and the earrings of course.

Also, I caught you on NDTV's 'We The People' and It was very cool the way you held your own.

Thanks for dropping by. You have no idea how thrilled I am :D

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