
It’s 1:30 A.M. and I’m being my materialBITCH ass self… Blogging, Tweeting, and online shopping all at the same time. Oh yeah, I might have got a few texts in there on the ole CuntBerry too! Anyways, I type in http://eluxury.com into my browser bar and am not directed to my favorite online retailer of Dior (Homme), Fendi, Marc Jacobs, and more.
No.
Instead… I’m taken to some jacked up wannabe artsy trendy metrosexual site asking me (right off the bat) “Question. Double Martini or Virgin Mary?”(Of course I chose the Martini even though I wanted to choose the “FUCK YOU!”)
I didn’t want EITHER! I wanted my fucking designer bags, wallets, jackets, shoes, umbrellas, sunglasses, underwear, swim trunks, train cases, canine accessory holders, & I WANTED THEM NOW YOU FUCKING COCK SUCKING SLUNTS!
I am truly crushed. I know I could just be driven to the store… Walk in. Buy the damn items myself and go home happy. But does not one understand the amazing, exciting feeling of treasures being delivered to your door step from behind the gates?
For me it’s more exhilarating than sex. Kidding. But it fucking comes close. It used to be like Christmas 24/7 and eluxury sponsored the whole thing! It was good times! I have other favorites but eluxury was the best! NeimanMarcus.com does trails in at a super close 2nd though…
So as I’m holding my Dior Homme wallet I purchased from eluxury.com circa 2008 in my hands bawling. I’m going to take a moment of silence for the old eluxury.com and you should too!
FUCK YOU ELUXURY.COM FOR NOT BEING RECESSION PROOF!
-Richie Rich ~_~*xoxo
Note from mB: Yea that is fucking whack. I had a separate laptop setup just for elux.. I will just throw it into the garbage I guess. Fuck everyone. ::sip:: <3 mB
