A recent post on the kingdom of style blog raises the age old issue of retail therapy, I shop therefore I am. I remember an experiment in Vogue a couple of years ago where the editor tried not to spend on anything other than necessities for a month she did not find it easy. but that's the industry she works in. 18 months ago I was financially struggling and I had to make some serious lifestyle changes that removed all unnecessary expenditure, at first it was agony but it has got easier I have removed triggers including wheels, no car, no credit cards, stay away from Ebay, work hard make sure you have no time to shop. Go to a shopping center with the most tight fisted miserable b***er you can find. But when life gets bad nothing can compare to a 5 hour shopping spree to assuage the misery's of life, call me shallow but.. On Friday I finally received next years timetable, 3 months late and with 1 day to absorb and sort out problems. The timetable was the professional equivalent of being sent to Siberia and came without warning or justification. At that point with more time I would have spent a months salary, but luckily I didn't 2 hours later the problem was resolved, danger was over but who can resist the sales? not me so off I toddled with Leyla to keep me in check, and what larks we had
1. Knitted cotton shift dress slate blue & dark moss scoop neck T shirt, Gap
2. Wool & cashmere hoodie, Jigsaw
3. Black wool scoop neck jumper, French Connection
4. Slate grey linen cardigan, Whistles
Not forgetting Bday pressie for Lucy and various stuff for Leyla
Daisy and Kitty hit the same shopping center next week help!