subject: The Fendi Girl [print this page] No one likes FendiNo one likes Fendi. Fendi is a tall and thin girl. As she is tall and thin, you may think that she might have a good figure. Actually, her figure has nothing to do with good figure. She is too thin to look healthy and beautiful. Fendi herself has different ideas from us. As we guess, she must be proud of her figure because she always wear luxurious party dresses to class. She does not care about the fittness of these party dresses at all. All she cares is that she loves luxury.
Fendi is not this girl's name. Since she calls herself Fendi, when she came to school, we have forgotten her real name. Why Fendi? We all guess that she may be want to be a lady as Fendi as the brand is. How ridiculous it is! Can anybody find the fendi lady in her? I guess not. So you know how unpopular Fendi is among the students. Boys call her ugly jerk and girls are blinded to her existing. I don't like Fendi either. Unluckily, she is my partner in the history class so we have to stay together and finish our course. The first several times, we meet in a caf. It is so embarassed to be with a woman wearing a party dress in the caf. Everyone looks relaxed and casual, except Fendi, the party dress addict looks formal, extraordinarily formal. At first, she has intention to talk to me but I pretend to focus on my homework so she quit chatting. However, she invites me to her home last Friday. What a surprise! I thought of many reasons to refust her invitation but I accepted it at last. Everyone in my class hates Fendi so I hate Fendi. Being partner with her, I know her better than before. She is not an annoying girl, nor is she hateful. She arises my curosity.
Saturday, I went to Fendi's house. In her house, I came to understand why she called herself Fendi. She had almost every piece of work of the Fendi brand. Bags, party dresses, and shoes and so on. When she opened the door, she shocked me by her Valentino bridal gown. Could you imagine someone wears a bridal gownat home? Fendi showed me about her clothes. In her fashion world, she was the queen. I couldn't control my desire to ask the question, "why you dress yourself so different from others?" "Oh, I am different from others. Everyone is different." "But you're a little too different," I tried to express clearer. "Well, it's me. I can't be anybody but myself. I love fashion, so love it." she didn't regard it as a problem at all. But I love her answer.
The Fendi Girl
By: huanying_322
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