And I also had to buy this Zwilling little knife (only 6,95 Euros, mind you!) I remember those days when I’d pass their stores in the Podium and in Mega Mall, and salivate over their sharp tweezers and nail cutters. And even if I knew that their cutlery was too much for me to even dream of, I’ve had that silent wish of getting one for our wedding. So here I am with this itsy bitsy tiny knife, and all of my being is rejoicing. There’s just something about precision in tools that aid a woman’s everyday life.
If this second purchase is doing a disgrace to Marx’s cause, I’m sure his mother and wife will understand me. Hey, it’s Mother’s day! Cut me some slack!