South Park The Dark Supermarket Why Amancio Ortega is so rich?

My fault, of course. I alone have paid the career of his daughter, and now I'm saving the crisis. I'm that generous. But I can not walk past a Zara without entering. And come up with something. Although a T-shirt. It is superior to me. Someday I'll finish the psychologist trying to cure my addiction to Zara. Is serious.

One of my memories of tiny (very tiny) is to go hand in hand with my mother to buy clothes at Zara's Gran Via, Bilbao. Twice a year, then my mother would abate. Memory Could you describe where all the things that Zara fifteen years or more. I have the record to have purchased clothes at Zara in Paris and Lisbon. You're on vacation, walking, and suddenly, someone exclaims ! Hey, a Zara! and all inward. I am unable to resist entering. And to come up with something.

Zara, in addition to prices of laughter, is doom for every woman. Changing the library every two weeks, how could it be? Whenever you enter something new, but always. Vending pass you, you can browse at ease. Is the standard size, ie your true size, for each and every one is always Zara, calculate whether a small or large size mark depending on the size of Zara. Do not know anyone who does not have fed mostly Zara closet. And also fit all styles. And there's always something like that dress you saw in a parade, those pants sogenius of Victoria Beckham and many more. Yesterday

not intended to buy anything, I swear. Not even going to go to Zara. But just entering. And I was looking for a dress. I went seizures. I told my best friend: "It's the same dress that was cut Ivete in Natal do Bem this year, only better, because in short" I love the cut of that dress, only which, of course, the one carrying it is fucking expensive. "Try it" "No, no red ..." "Yellow?" Violet? " "I'm not convinced" "It is also dark purple" "dark purple ¿?? Vale ... is the dress. And only worth 13 euros. And got paid yesterday," "Are you going to prove?" "No, S is not needed";

fell again. But at night, I tried it at home and I felt like a star, hey. I looked in the mirror, thinking "Mave, too, you're left to you than to the Sangalo" And I went to bed sienténdome a star. For 13 euros for nothing.

Thanks, Amancio Ortega. I'll keep getting rich. The happiness of small purchases at Zara is not paid anything. And I have a dress more for my famous holiday in Portugal. Although Tita Pau to strive to annoy the day wondering if everything that I bought to Portugal I'll stay to live ...