House of Ryanne: Burberry.....

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Burberry.....

Yes~~ I am having this insane Burberry Prorsum craze these days.... Their coats and jackets are like... so NICE~~~ Pity that its too expensive... Imagine an overcoat costing about RM3000 plus? It will take me a lifetime (as a student) to get my hands on the money and spend it all on one Burberry!!!

Anyway... To at least get rid of my fetish, I just look at pictures...

White trench coat!!! So beautiful!!

Silver coat with a belt over it... Nice touch!!

Personal fav in this post... Love the bootie and the gloves and jacket combo... A little like a gentle dominatrix... ~~lol~~

Burberry spiky necklace is so hot nowadays!! The tall skull cap is also cool with the necklace combo...

Gosh~~ I so love Burberry!!!

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IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
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If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
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Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
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' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
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If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
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