DUCK SYNDROME

I don’t have a hobby, until recently, established Raya 2016 in Malaysia.

I mentioned Malaysia because if I haven’t gone back during the summer, I wouldn’t have been obsessed with collecting the dUCk scarves. I blamed it all on my outing to Pavilion one fine day.

Here it goes: well, I didn’t know that a dUCk store was just opened a few days after I reached Malaysia. Before this, I had a favorite hijab brand that I bought in Ampang Park. Favorite in my definition is owning almost all the colors of that particular chiffon scarf and that’s it. I love it, it was my length of scarf and I wear it everyday. Period.

But, this obsession that I developed over a few months ago, is ridiculous. I started trying out a few duck scarves, Georgette range in Oreo was my first duck. I bought it because it’s in black color and what could go wrong with trying a ridiculously luxurious scarf for once right? Well, EVERYTHING COULD GO WRONG. Now, I’m obsessed. I’m pretty sure people couldn’t understand my obsession with this scarf, some would say, it’s just a scarf, why is it so expensive. And I know the target market is not for students like me, but I work to get most of it, so I would pat myself a pretty good job well done for earning it.

I know people would joke, saying “This scarf could prevent you from the hell’s fire, is it?”. Hmm I don’t know. But I feel satisfied wearing and owning them. So, I say, why not. It’s not because its luxurious that I want to buy it, its just the feeling of satisfaction owning something so exclusive and pretty. I fell in love immediately. The experience from battling for it, (yes, it’s called a duck battle – it’s real), buying it, waiting for it to arrive, and to open the package and get that scarf inside. All of it, the experience, is what I’m obsessed about. I rarely have a hobby, but this hobby is insanely ridiculous I have yet to do. It’s so satisfying that I cannot stop, it’s like I’m addicted.

But I’m glad I did. It’s wonderful to own one. But I swear on all my scarves, that if you ever get involved, you’ll get addicted. Not to buying it, but to owning it. But also, maybe you won’t because you have that self-restraint. Hat’s off to you, my friend.

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