Okay so I really wanted that Cartier Tank Louis Mini, right? Saw it on some fancy influencer’s wrist and thought damn, that’s classy. But buying fancy stuff always makes me sweat a bit. Here’s exactly how I did it without losing my mind:
Step 1: Staring At Pictures Like A Creep
First thing, I drowned myself in watch pics online. Zoomed in on every tiny detail – that rectangle shape, the blue hands, the crocodile strap. Must’ve spent three nights straight comparing sizes. Almost bought the fake tank solo by accident once! Pro tip: keep yelling “LOUIS MINI” at your screen so you don’t get sidetracked.
Step 2: Begging For Budget Approval
Checked my bank account and went “NOPE.” Did the mature thing: hid my credit card from myself. Ate instant noodles for two months straight while selling old junk on marketplace. Every time I wanted takeout, I’d yell “THAT’S A STRAP SCREW!” Felt stupid but saved up way faster.
Step 3: Walking Into The Boutique Shaking
Finally walked into that shiny Cartier store sweating buckets. Told the salesperson “I wanna see the TANK” but my voice cracked. They were super chill though! Made me try every single variation – gold, steel, alligator patterns. Almost changed my mind five times till she snapped the mini on my wrist. Instant fireworks.
Step 4: The Paperwork Panic Attack
Thought buying it would be easy but nope! Suddenly they’re asking for my ID, address proof, blood type?? Signed like twenty papers while praying I didn’t misread anything. Almost fainted when they brought out the payment terminal – swiping that card felt like jumping off a cliff. But then came…
Step 5: Unboxing With Sausage Fingers
The orange box! The velvet pillow! My hands were shaking so bad I dropped the freaking screwdriver for the strap. Spent 15 minutes trying to adjust the clasp until I realized you just press the little buttons. Put it on and immediately took 387392 selfies in the boutique bathroom mirror. Mission accomplished, blisters earned.
Bottom line: Yeah it cost more than my laptop. Yeah I lived on ramen. But that little blue hand ticking away? Zero regrets. Just wear sunscreen so your wrist tan doesn’t ruin the vibe.
