The past week has been extraordinarily difficult. Mentally, emotionally and physically difficult. So I decided that today I would engage in some thrift therapy. Fortunately, the gods were smiling down on me (for the first time in a long time), and the charity shops were heaving with treasures…alas, they were also heaving with ferocious old ladies. (One actually grabbed my arm at one point and pulled me out of the way as I as shifting through a rack of vest tops.)
Despite the elders pushing and scrabbling for bargains, I managed to get hold of three skirts, two tops, one wool cardigan that’s actually more like a cape and a capelet, all for the very reasonable price of £15.27p. That would get you a sock in Top Shop.
I’ve been feeling depressed about my wardrobe recently and really needed some new items to bring in some variety. You know when…
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