Wow, that list is horrible. I couldn't live there because of my social media/TV/alcohol/makeup habits, but I was more aggravated by the tatoos and the protests, even if I don't have tatoos and have never gone to a protest.
@Rouser yeah, I'm with Wendy T! She wanted to save a few dollars and I can't get anywhere without iPhone directions, sorry if that makes me an annoying victim too.
@yttri "dead mermaid" made me laugh out loud!
I recently added up all the products I use in a week for my blog (won't link 'cause it's in Spanish) Turns out I put around 30 different things in my face/body/hair a week and I don't only buy drugstore so I didn't add it all up 'cause it was already quite depressing. A lot of things are gifts from brands that I wouldn't otherwise buy, but I still spend A LOT of money a year on "girl suff", and I don't even put on a full face of makeup everyday!
Ugh the "money is dirty" thing. I didn't think of it as a Latino thing, but it is true form my Mexican family. I learned to save from childhood but I didn't really think it was OK to want more money or be ambitious 'til I worked for a very good business owner.
@mariajoseh also, Ester, everything you write about your husband makes me teary-eyed <3
I too want to see the watch! I love watches and, even more, vintage watches. My father used to find great ones and resell them. Two watches-and-money-anecdotes: The summer I was 15, I worked on my granparent's shop and used my earnings to buy an awesome Swatch watch. My friends couldn't believe that was what I chose to do with my money, but I never regretted it. Two years ago my mom gave me a CK watch for Xmas (I had been saving for a vintage one but then decided to use the money for a cross country move). When my aunt saw it she said: "it's just like you, no nonsense." It's one of the best thing anyone's ever said to me. I AM like my watch.@mariajoseh also, Ester, everything you write about your husband makes me teary-eyed <3
This comment thread is so fun! My father is a salesman and he kept an office in my grandparent's stationery shop downtown. I went there a lot and loved it. I used to run errands with my dad or gandpa and those are the fondest memories I have of our relationship. Both of them love the city and instilled me that love through stories about the buildings and the people. Their shop was very old school and they sold really odd stuff, like paper bags for popcorn and even air pistols. I worked there a few summers and it gave me great life experience but I really don't have a salesperson's personality.
@strangemagic everything about this story, including your avatar, is perfect.
just one more comment saying that this was really good.