Heilig Fur Mich

'Cause H&M's Fashion Against AIDS campaign rocks.

It took me forever to set my fangirl hands on one of TH's tees, they were sold in ONLY two shops in the whole region and in both shops they were sold out the first day.

THE FIRST DAY, I tell you!

I was like "WTF?! Don't little girls go to school nowadays? Why do they f***ing skip lessons to assault H&M shops?"

But in the end, when all hopes were already gone (namely, more than one darn week after the opening of the campaign), the miracle happened.

I was at the airport with my bestfriend, waiting for the gate to London to open. We had a whole hour to go and it was very hot and boring, and we had this enormous shopping centre just across the motorway, and said enormous shopping centre happened to host an H&M shop (which I had been phoning once or twice every day ever since I found out they could get new merch some glorious day).

We took a walk and headed to H&M. It was kinda early in the morning, the shops would open in 10 minutes, so we just walked in the desert mall and finally got THERE. We found the door still locked, obviously, BUT just in front of me a sudden heavenly vision appeared: a TH tee was hanging from a stand just mere metres away from me. It was the boy version, but who damn cared? They had those!

And then, after a good 5 minutes (during which I literally freaked out, squealing out and jumping up and down like the craziest fangirl, to my friend's utter shock), the shop-assistants inside decided to show some mercy on me and opened that frigging door.

And then... It made my life! *__*

I lauched towards the FAA spot and... OMG, THERE THEY WERE!

FOUR BEAUTIFUL TH TEES, GIRL VERSION!

Needless to say that all the sizes were ridiculously SMALL. I mean, not all girls are anorexic. Those tees could have fit a ten-year-old, or a broomstick, but not a 22-year-old me. My stupid boobs never fit anywhere.

So I browsed the four holy rarities: 36... 34... 38...

I was about to lose hope again.

But, no! The last tee was an awesome 40! I felt like I could have died in that very moment and still my life would have had a sense, 'cause, yes, I'd found THE t-shirt that had been haunting my Tokio-dreams ever since I found out it existed.

14.99 euros. That was the price of my happiness, that day.

I bought it. I own a Tokio-Hotel-designed H&M t-shirt.

What more could a fangirl desire?

- kiss and cuddle Bill;
- snog and grope Tom;
- jump and rape Georg;
- marry Gustav and have his babies;

Er, yeah... Whatever.

Moral of the tale:

THERE IS NOTHING A TH FANGIRL CAN'T DO.

Beware, folks: we never sleep.

XD

Stay tuned for more TH-related adventures. I'm never done with them.