Friday, 21 November 2008

Those Who Wait...

I find all this credit crunch hard to distinguish from my own personal credit crunch. Having not actually worked a day in the last - wow - nearly 6 months, I have an obvious self imposed spending restriction. But I find myself buying less and less, and I am suspicious that much of that might have to do with listening to too much Radio 4.

But sometimes a crunch brings joy. Witness yesterday and the much hyped Marks and Spencer sale (or 'spectacular' as they termed it). They were offering 20% off throughout the store. The place was heaving. But my Mum and I thought we might as well have a look...god, it works, it really works. The place was crazy. I love that certain group of British women, and I say group because it's nothing to do with class, who can't resist a bloody good shop under the excuse of a bargain.

Anyway, I spied a certain fluffy, totally impractical coat / jacket that I had admired a couple of weeks ago. I had passed up the opportunity to buy it then because although it was gorgeous, it cost £89, and I am crunching. But lo! There it was (I was expecting it to have sold out) and with 20% off that made it...cheaper. I'm not here to do the math. So imagine my surprise when I pay for it and they give me 40% off instead, because of an extra promotion. A great fluffy ball of a coat for fifty something quid. Sold. Thanks M&S. I am almost ashamed to say I physically skipped out of the store, but sometimes the acquiring of stuff does that to a girl.

Thursday, 20 November 2008

When hair changes everything

Whilst on holiday in the States, I dyed my hair blonde. It was a whim kind of thing, part "Let's do this for Halloween", and part, "I want to be a blonde just once in my life and might as well do it now".

But I couldn't have envisaged just how much it would prevent me from wearing the clothes in my wardrobe. My all black goth ensembles look kinda odd. My rails of Zara dresses (seriously, how damn good is Zara at churning out great dresses at £30 - £80 a pop) with slightly dyke-y blonde choppy locks look like someone's popped a different head on a normal outfit, and floral tea dresses (once a staple) look nuts. The only thing that balances it all out are jeans and American Apparel tops. Which is easy, but not exactly fun, and makes me look like I've nicked the Chanel handbag I'm carrying and nothing like it's real owner.

Do I stick with the dresses down look, or change the hair. Hmmm
Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...