Love/Hate

Oh the sales....its a love/hate relationship. I love all the amazing bargains to be found, but I hate the inevitable draining of the bank account as a result. Bah.
(I especially hate when something that you have purchased at the full retail price is suddenly a fraction of what you paid for it in a sale that started a week later)

Isn't this the most beautiful dress you've ever seen? (Mango sales)

It's so delicate and elegant and covered in gorgeous shimmery goodness. I'm desperately trying to find an excuse to buy it. At £100 there really has to be a good reason to justify the spend.

But its so beautiful....I want!

Would I ever wear it?

Does it matter?

The tumultuous relationship continues...

Happy bargain hunting people!
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Merry Christmas
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Filigree, apogee, epigee...

This is what I want to happen next time I visit Portobello Road market please.

Bedknobs and Broomsticks is an absolute childhood favourite. I'm currently watching it at home alone singing along to all the songs that I still know, word perfect.

"Bobbing alooong, bobbing aloong on the bottom of the beautiful briiiiiiiny seeeaa"

Her Name Was Layla, She Was a Shoe Girl

So I have never really been much of a shoe girl. I mean, don't get me wrong, I do love a good shoe and they are totally necessary to complete an outfit but I don't often find many that I really, truly love. However, over the past couple of months I have found myself getting giddy over almost every shoe I see.

My new shoe lust for this week is the Layla block heel strappy wonder from Topshop. Even it's name is beautiful (shotgun "Layla" for my first daughter's name). Not to mention it's relatively cheap (for Topshop) price tag of just £65.

I have decided that to console myself after my scary-ass interview in London on Monday I will treat myself to these.
Well, you never know, I may just have a regular income by the new year...

Of all the people in the world, she is the one I can't bear him seeing.
this mess just gets better and better.

jeez.