Sale Shopping Reluctance

I haven’t really hit the high street sales in a big way this year. There are a few good reasons for this:

1. The weather is hideous
2. The hideous weather will make my fringe gross
3. I would have to leave my new electric blanket
4. Shopping is tiring
5. I’m too fat from Christmas and am very afraid nothing will fit me

All good points, I think you’ll agree. HOWEVER: I am a bargain lover and would hate the high street to suffer because of my reluctance. With this in mind, I have scoured the internet for the best bargains of the moment. In my pyjamas, natch. 

J Crew Pablo Crystal Drop Earrings now £40 Net-a-Porter (were £100)

Because the sparkle must continue. 

Nike Air Pegasus 83/30 Black Trainers now £40 (were £67)

Er. are these gym-appropriate? Who cares, they’ll make me look cool. 

Zara Leopard Blazer now £30 (was £59)

I sucked it up and actually ventured into Zara Marble Arch to unearth this beauty. Be warned: Zara’s sizing is beyond mental and you will need a size XXL if you are a UK 12 like me. 

River Island Black Tiger T-Shirt now £15 (was £50)

Staying (as ever) on the leopard theme, I discovered this…so wrong it’s right. 

Super Sales

I still have a few Christmas pressies to buy but my retail brain simply cannot resist wandering towards sales time. I'm especially looking forward to Mulberry's sale which opens on Boxing Day. With my Christmas money (hope you're reading, generous relatives!) I will be buying the brand's Daria Patent Hobo in Rouge Noir. A wonderful example of glossy loveliness, I will happily hand over £455 (instead of the usual £650) to have this hanging off my arm in January. Perhaps I will choose to survive solely on turkey sandwiches and pair it with the marvellous Bayswater Knee Boots, also avaliable in the deliciously entitled Rouge Noir patent leather. They're a snip at £297 (marked down from £495). Elbows at the ready girls.

Daria Patent Hobo: http://www.mulberry.com/?gclid=CMPc07uF654CFR9o4wodF1rtIQ#/storefront/c5482/3805/category/

Bayswater Knee Boots: http://www.mulberry.com/?gclid=CMPc07uF654CFR9o4wodF1rtIQ#/storefront/c5508/3908/category/

Platform Palava vs. Louboutin Love

You know that feeling when your credit card is burning a small but distinctively plasticy hole in your pocket? That sixth sense of knowing that nothing, but nothing will deter you from shopping? I was sure that the next time I felt this urge to splurge it would be all over a brand new pair of Christian Louboutins. I wanted that red sole so badly I could taste it in the back of my throat. As soon as work was over I hot-footed it over to my local department store to see what was goods were on offer.

Better stick to the sale though. (I'm not that naughty!)

Like a junkie looking for a fix, I skidded about on my knees. I stared up at the racks of cut-price footwear, seeking that telltale glimpse of Louboutin crimson. There it was: one pair 40.5’s, ooh they were blue metallic. Wait, there was another, this time a pearlised and strappy green pair-there. Were. Loads. Of. Louboutins.

Fiercely I rid myself of my chunky, inadequate Mary Jane (almost knocking an old lady unconscious in the process!) and got busy. Ferociously jamming sandal-after-sandal on my long-suffering right foot, I searched. Fervently disregarding any flat or wedge that came to hand (what is the point? You can’t see the red sole!) I kept trying on the shoes. They were certainly the right size and most of them were beautiful but something was amiss: these were the most uncomfortable shoes I had ever encountered! I have become the victim of the platform and none of these babies had even a hint of one. I started to worry. The number of times I have scoffed at older (and richer) ladies complaining of Louboutin-discomfort. “Oh get over it” I scoffed jealously! A few years ago I even managed to relieve one of them of her red Louboutin dustbag in desperation (if you beg and plead long enough they eventually get the message-shame she didn’t want to part with her Pigalles!).

I am not giving up but I will not settle. I will bide my time until I have enough money for the new season platformed Louboutins. When I have them I will flash that red sole like the brazen hussy they will make me. I will dance around everyone who said ‘they pinch’ and pirouette on a pedestal cloud of red platformed happiness.