Miss Vanity turned Law Student

Here's a story about the first time I fell in love....

In the summer of 2001, I was a youngin' stuck in new york with my elementary school. For those of you who have ever been to New York in the summer, it is not fun, especially if your skin is prone to rashes. There I was rashed up and dripping in sweat in the middle of Times Square listening to our teachers tell us we had 2 hours to wander alone (in groups, of course) when I saw the most beautiful sight - Sephora. All the glittering lipglosses, the magical mascaras and sweet perfumes made me want to jump with glee. I think that is where my obsession with make-up began. The humorous part about all this is that I hardly ever wear make-up....

As of now, I am pretty much at a point in my life where going to the mall takes up precious time. Law school is one of the toughest things I have ever pursued. Unfortunately, I am not one to spend hours on end reading material - 'tis a gift I have, reading at the speed of light. However, it makes me queasy because I think I may not be doing something right...!! While other people sleep at 5am, I wake up at 5am. I always fall asleep before 1am - unless an impromptu adventure comes my way. Maybe this means I need to buckle down and take more time reading.

I find it perplexing how mesmerized I become when I walk next to a make-up counter, but scamper away from anything that has the word "law" in it. I wish I could be as dedicated to law as I am to lip gloss. Oh no Lil' Mama, your lip gloss ain't poppin' around here...!! MY lip gloss be rockin'!! :)

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On a side note, did you know that an advertisement is actually an offer for you to offer to buy?! I figure I should add some of the things I am learning. Maybe it'll help me remember... and make you want to go Legally Blonde, like me.... except I'm not really blonde (naturally), but don't tell anyone my secret. Especially Victoria, that biatch has a big mouth...What is Victoria's Secret? Melons?

Anyway... those glossy little ads are not telling you "I, Nordstrom, am offering you to buy my perfume!" Instead... it's more like, "I, Nordstrom, want you to come to my store and ask me if you can buy my perfume for this inflated price!"

Basically, you can't go up to the make-up counter and be all like: "Yo! biatch... I'm suing you for running out of Miss Dior today!"

Cuz then they'd be like, "Say what?! No way! This was not a contract my friend... I was advertising that you offer to buy something from me...!"

Here is a run down on how a contract works, for those of you that care... if you don't skip to the bottom and see what perfume I suggest you buy today... as long as you promise never to wear it around me.... ;)

OFFER - ACCEPTANCE - CONSIDERATION (literally meaning the things you exchange).

Ie)
Offer - I want to buy that Miss Dior
Acceptance - I will sell you that Miss Dior
Consideration - "Here's my Credit Card, biatch." "Here's your Miss Dior, darling"

Obviously it is a little more complicated than that, but I like my story. I think I made the buyer a little bit ghetto fabulous (let's just keep in mind that ghetto fabulous is still ghetto). I think what we REALLY should be doing is going for the urban look.. .whatever the heck that means...

For a contract, there are a couple things you NEED to have for it to hold up in court:

The court needs to be able to fix the problem and deterine if someone didn't hold up their end of the agreement.

For that you need to have CERTAINTY

In our case that would mean:
1) The court need to know who is selling - Nordstroms.
2) The court needs to know who is buying - Moi.
3) The court needs to know the price of the Miss Dior - $92 (hey, it's cheaper than Chanel)
4) The court needs to know when you will be exchanging said product - like NOW, biatch!

The end. Kind of.

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My own little advertisement...



Michael Kors just came out with the MOST fabulous perfume... for those of you who ever dreamed of walking down the red carpet - because I totally do that every time I watch "The fabulous life of.... I hate you because you're rich, famous AND get a whole bunch of free stuff (life's not fair)..." - I introduce to you... VERY HOLLYWOOD, courtesy of Michael Kors.

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P.S. Since I'm a law student. I figured I should be careful...

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