It was a one time experience

I remembered my experience about this just like it happened a few seconds ago and I don't think there is anyone in this world that hasn't fallen victim to such circumstances. I can bet everyone has a story to tell about paying more for less.
Well, one of the reasons I fell victim is because I wanted to follow the trend which was normal for me as a kid but after my experience, I learned that it's better to settle for what you have or should I say what you are sure of because I could have gotten something better but definitely not what I wanted and here is what happened.

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Does anyone remember this trouser they call Carrot Jean? If you don't, let me remind you what it looks like. It has a rubber band at the end of it not like the normal long Jean, the trouser came out and the first person I saw it on was my favourite musician ( Wizkid ) this tripled the love and my craving for the Jean, I tried to figure out the price of the Jean and it was way above my Christmas cloth budget. I wasn't working and as a matter of fact, I was still in secondary school then I think SS2. I told my mom what I wanted as Christmas wear and she didn't hesitate to tell me that she couldn't afford it and I understood perfectly because she would have got it for me if she could.
I was lost in the thought of how I could figure out how to join the trend at that particular time but there was one way and it was money which we didn't have so I thought of being creative and I told my mom for the first time in a long time what I want native wear for Christmas, which I asked for Ankara material. My mom was surprised because it is very unusual of me to ask for such but she was even happy because it reduced the cost of what she planned to spend. She bought me a purple colour, shape-designed Ankara and seeing that Ankara made me feel fulfilled because I knew I was one step closer to my dream.

The next step is to find a good fashion designer that could sew the exact thing I wanted and there was a shop around my neighbourhood that sewed very well but I forgot that just because they sewed native wear very well didn't mean they could craft native stuff into a Jean design. I went to the shop and told the owner what I wanted. I showed him a picture of the style I wanted and also explained it to him perfectly and at that point I was almost satisfied that I was finally getting what I wanted and I already told all my friends that I was coming out with something unique this year, I was told to come to pick my cloth a day before Christmas and I was given assurance that it will be perfect.
I went there exactly the day I was told to come and I got my clothes all packed and I was smiling as I headed home carrying them care. After I got home, I wasn't able to check the cloth because my mum needed me to run some errands and it occupied me till late at night and I got so tired that I couldn't check if my cloth was good or not, Christmas day that year was on Sunday, so I'm definitely putting on my new cloth to church.
Finally, it was morning and time to rock my clothes but couldn't because the elastic was too tight that my leg couldn't fit in, I tried to force my way in and when I did it felt uncomfortable but I didn't care. I decided to walk around the room to see how free the cloth was, after taking very few steps I heard that heartbreaking sound, the cloth got torn because it was too tight, I couldn't help the tears that rolled down my eyes and it did continuously for 10 mins or more. And there were a lot of thoughts in my head, to avoid the disgrace I would have among my friends so I decided to act sick, so I had to avoid church which worked out.
Later in the evening, my mom asked me to go outside just because I locked myself in my room all day and that was not an advice but a command and I obeyed, I saw all my friends playing and rocking their new clothes and it was that time I begin to regret why I didn't just settle for the normal Jean, I learnt a great lesson that day and I didn't make that mistake again.