Asna and I were at a Zara store around this time of the year, last year. Felt like it’s been a while since I last shopped, so I thought it’s a good enough excuse to bring back new clothes. I pulled a couple of pieces potentially fit for the wardrobe, tried them on and decided on a black blazer with puffed sleeves and a metallic grey cardigan, a love at first sight. As I was lifting the big paperbag off the counter, Asna asked:
“Cikyong, why do you like shopping?”
“Because I like clothes. But don’t tell Mama I’m buying.”
“She doesn’t like it when I shop.”
Then she got excited.
“Okay. It will be our secret!”
She put a finger on her lips. Always excited when we’ve got a secret to share.
When we got home, she helped me hide the paperbag. She was so excited to be an accomplice! When my mum asked what we did, she excitedly said “Nothing! Nothing!” almost giving away that there was actually something -_-‘
Anyway, I grew attached particularly to the metallic cardigan. I wore it to work, to class, to the malls (anywhere, where keeping warm’s necessary). Favorite piece after a long time! Because I was in love with it, I brought it with me to Singapore earlier this year, wearing it before boarding the plane, because we know that being onboard can get a little cold.
What’s stupid was, even after arriving in the city and checking in, I didn’t keep the cardigan inside my luggage. Instead, I wore it as we explored Singapore on foot. Rephrase. Explored scorching hot Singapore on foot. Just a little before reaching the mall, it got so, so, so hot that I took the cardigan off and stashed it inside my unzipped City bag.
Liyana and I were having lunch at the food court inside Raffles City, when it started to get cold. I tried reaching for my cardigan, inside the bag, but the bag felt empty… WTF?! It’s gone!
I momentarily panicked.
We tried tracing where it might have been carelessly dropped, but it was nowhere to be seen. Sigh, I was so sad. Like crying inside. Thought, maybe it’s bad karma, for something I’ve done wrong. Like hiding it from my mum. There was no way of replacing it by then, so I tried getting over for months. Almost did. But the image of the cardigan would flash through my mind sometimes.
Then recently, I thought of a way to get it back.
I went to look for the exact Zara cardigan up on Google. After a week of searching, I found an eBay seller in the UK which wanted to sell hers. The auction had expired, with no bidders, so I emailed her personally and asked if she still had the cardigan. Her response was immediate — she still had it and the condition is mint. We struck a deal and I got the cardigan for just £9.00. Ecstatic!
The cardigan arrived last week. Exactly what I wanted and I’ve started wearing it over and over again. Sometimes I wonder how my first cardigan is doing… but right now, the current cardigan is doing a good job as a replacement. So glad to have it back.