It is well known, and has been said before that I'm not exactly romantically inclined, capable in relationships, nor am I a particularly affectionate person. But that's okay guys, because I've found love. Real love... albeit, materialistic. But consider the merits...
The love affair has been long. Ever since Prada and LG joined forces they've had a hold on me. The slick, shiny design. The celebration of a minimalist interface. Miss Sasha Pivavarova (girl crush #1) as the face of the brand and phone. Yes. Ever since the campaign began, I wanted a piece of it.
Yet, at some point, practicality got in the way of passion. My little head battled my little heart, and good sense got in the way of love. The Prada phone lost out to the very similar Viewty. What I gained in technology, I lost via plastic aesthetics. Good sense got in the way of aesthetics(!!!!)
Fail.
So now, with the second generation masterpiece soon on the Australian market (when LG, when?!), I am no longer listening to voices in my head. I want a new phone, bitches. And it's going to be this one. So slick. So sexy. It'll be true love, in a most uncomplicated form.
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