If only looking for love is as easy as finding the perfect pair of jeans.

A few months ago, I saw and fell in love with a pair of jeans in Penshoppe. It is black, it is sexy, it is perfect. But because I am a total cheapskate, the price totally made me turn in my heels and walk away. I left the store, but that pair lingered - mixed with a little regret - in my mind for a while.

Today, after Mich and I got our yogurt fix at The White Hat in SM North-EDSA, we went inside Penshoppe as we did our regular rounds of window-shopping. Guess what?

The coveted pair is now mine :)

My black, sexy, perfect pair of jeans. Last pair. In my size. Aaaand at 50% off! I am so lucky when it comes to things like this! Remember the pair of shoes last month? ;)

If only I am just as lucky when it comes to love...

Back in 2008, I broke someone's heart. The same year, someone else broke mine. And this year, he did it again. I left someone who loved me completely for someone who did not care enough. I took a big risk, crashed and got burned. I cleared the air with the person whose heart I broke, and just when I started harboring thoughts and feelings of a possible second chance with him, he suddenly stopped talking to me. Neglected by some of my friends, left hanging by the people I loved. Hey Universe, don't you think I have hurt enough?

I just miss being in love and feeling loved (not as friends-kind-of-love but falling hopelessly, romantically in love). 

If only looking for love is as easy as finding the perfect pair of jeans. There are a lot of jeans in the shops, sure. But there's always that perfect pair that fits you snugly in all the right places and make you feel like a bombshell. Today I found my perfect pair of jeans. Can I find him-who-fits-perfectly-with-me anytime soon? I hope so...

So willing to trade my luck in shopping for some luck in the love department,

PS: What is up about all these heartbreaks going around anyway??