Friday, January 15, 2010 10:38 PM
therapy
You know what's better than retail therapy? Retail therapy that doesn't burn any hole in your pocket.
I love my mum and her new fascination with Topshop. Happiness all around!!! (:
So anyway, I was supposed to do a bunch of stuff today but got woken up by a call from my mum to meet her for lunch and SHOPPING. So what was I to do? I leapt out of bed double quick, showered at lightning speed (but did so thoroughly), got dressed and made a crazy beeline for town.
We shopped and bought and bought and bought and there really is something to be said about retail therapy. I am just so unbelievably stoked looking at my new striped cropped top, nude layered swing skirt, neutral knitted sweater dress, slouchy black pullover and 5 new bottles of colourful nail polish. BLISS. It really was a fantastic way to save this week from being somewhat of a wreak. First weeks at school should never involve presentations.
Anyway, gist is, somehow 10.30pm has sneaked up on me and I have done pretty much nothing except feel ecstatic about all the pretty stuff I have hanging in my wardrobe now.
Good trade.
Be happy and move along!