Broken Hearts

I have missed my ONE AND ONLY chance to catch a Vivienne Westwoodshow. All tickets are sold-out. I am hoping to score some other way of getting to watch the show. I can't believe it. The Queen of Anglomania comes to my little country and I can't participate in it at all. Why oh why oh why? *starts to have a crying fit*

Tears and broken hearts aside. There is a chance for me to attend this:


I would be a fool not to attend it, n'est-ce pas? Especially since tickets are still available and they are ridiculously cheap for a chance to be in the presence of 2 fashion greats, hearing their thoughts and opinions. All of you would murder me I'm sure, if I didn't attend this. And to see Gareth Pugh in the flesh my god. Would I die in his presence? Yes probably. But I would die of a more painful heartbreak if I didn't go.

Here's the most amazing line-up Singapore has ever seen in all its fashion weeks ever:

Christian Lacroix Spring/Summer 2009, Opening Gala (which surprisingly, isn't sold out yet. Should I go to this one too?)

Gareth Pugh Autumn/Winter 2009 (sold out :x)

The Ashley Isham Couture Showcase (sold out :x)

Marc by Marc Jacobs (sold out :x)

Vivienne Westwood AW 09/10 Anglomania (SOLD OUT *heart breaks again and again*)

Who wants to fly over and follow me to the session? It's next Thursday!

Alrighty-then, I'm off to purchase tickets.

I'm still so bummed about Westwood. But, oh well. *sobs* :(

UPDATE: The [insert expletive of choice here] website is a LIAR. A big fat LIAR. It did not say "sold-out", it still let me click on the "Buy Tickets" link and when I did want to buy tickets to the Gareth Pugh info session? It says that it's sorry, because they did not have the tickets available for the number I had requested. I tested it with 1 ticket, I tested it with 2 and I tested it with 9 - I got the same response.

I want to sue the bloody arse of this website, but I think I'm too stupid to properly sue anyone. So I shall just wilt away and hide away on my own personal island of FAIL and cry endlessly about my natural inclination towards failure.