When fashion becomes trend, its tenure will be immediately terminated from my closet. When the majority of people go with prevailing wisdom, I would deliberately decide to go against.
Call me a fighter.
Beneath the surface, the ambition of being extraordinary has been grown and flooded every single cell in my body. I believe that "ordinary,dull" isn't equal to "hopelessly apathetic".
To me, a so-called "elementary complex" person isn't the one whose arm hangs a LV purse, nose surmounted by a pair of Prada sunglasses, or body is wrapped by a Burberry coat. It is a "way of life", an "attitude for life".
I wouldn't call myself a high-maintainance but a "poor" program. Without a certain level of material treat, I don't name it a quality life. The breakdown is that some are obsessed by it. Sure, there is nothing wrong that your pursuit for a quality of life is enriched by material sufficience, with a condition--your pocket doesn't signal an emergency while you are running with the flow.
My petty bourgeoisie complex, with my special understanding, should be the heart of my health, and the territory of my mind. It comes naturally without meticulous imitation. And it combines with materialism to fulfill my dream -- a master rather than a slave of life.
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