Tuesday, 23 June 2009

Update your wardrobe....

When I'm bored, I tend to migrate towards ASOS. Tonnes of clothes all different styles and the majority at reasonable prices. Very dangerous.

But what I've noticed is that they update daily and its at least 20 new items for each subsection.

Now thats a serious about of clothes going onto that site. How can we really need that amount of clothes? No wonder people are buying and buying and buying because they're desperately trying to keep up with fashions that are themselves updating daily. Its almost impossible to keep up.

It was the same with Topshop. They are constantly turning the store around. putting the clothes in different positions in the store. Taking old stock out and replacing it with new stock. Actually where does all the old stock go because they don't sell out everything? And they don't have an outlet. Do they?

But I went in for a top about two weeks ago after seeing it on a late night shopping Thursday. I went in on the Saturday, but fair enough it had sold out. But not only had it sold out, the whole section where it was, was now completely different with all the surrounding clothes that had once lived next to the top now living in a completely different part of the shop.
I ended up having to order it off the website.

Pretty isn't it.

Confusing fashion me thinks.

The Shoes....



















As I mentioned before my main problem is shoes. And these are the fore mentioned toe numbing beauties I was on about.

They're from Kurt Geiger, and what can I say? I fell in love with them. Now this wasn't one of my ridiculous impulse purchases. I agonised over these shoes. I saw them when they weren't in the sale and instantly fell for them. 

Then they went in the sale. At half price. I agonised again but I was strong and thought that :
  1. I couldn't afford them
  2. I had no reason/event to wear them to.
But then, work announced we were having a big party and I had a new dress in, can you believe it, Navy. Yep so back I went and they were in my size. 

I had walked in them before. I loved them. The way they feel around your feet, theyre so secure! Its strange cause Kurt Geiger is always so empty so when you go in and try shoes on you're the only one. and you can walk up and down to your hearts content without tripping over people or their wayward shoes. The sales assistants watch you, are they jealous? Are they praying that you'll buy them so the sales go up for the day? Are they just watching in pure admiration or are they just bored? I'll probably never know. But what I do know is that they make me feel so special. And the fact they were on sale at the time. Even better. 

Good news for you is that they've hung around for another round of sales and you can find them here on their site if you cant get to a store. Bad news for me is that they're now £10 cheaper than I paid!

So If you love shoes as much as I do,the I'm sure you'll enjoy the Kurt Geiger Sale.

Pure evil.

For a girl who enjoys her designer labels, Internet shopping is a mine field. I could enjoy perusing the designer boutiques or go bargain hunting in ebay. Hell I could even attempt to hunt down the vintage bargains if I had enough time and will power. But my will power is somehow directed in another direction. 


Net-a-porter. Now this site I adore, The most beautiful clothes and online magazine showing you the latest trends and the such like. Thing is I know I can't afford the things on the site. £100 would be my limit and thats on a very carefree day and I would have to really really really want it. Most of the things end up way over £100. So i'm pretty safe. Except when they have a sale. Like ooooh now?!? Still pretty costly though and I have only ever bought one thing from them.

Then they decide that one site isn't good enough. They need an outlet. A place where they can sell some amazingly beautiful designer items at cut down prices.


















PURE EVIL. Seriously, this site epitomizes temptation in pixel form. I can technically afford these item (or so i tell myself) and find myself falling in love with items had I have not seen would not even know that they exist. Its a low stock sight and of course the items are popular because of their designer status so you just have to pray that you size is taken or they sell out before the temptation takes its hold and you find yourself entering long numbers and shipping adresses. 

Why why why do I let myself near it???

Monday, 22 June 2009

So whats the problem?

Well. Where do I start. I have two homes at the moment and in one I have two wardrobe complete with two huge sets of drawers plus one I seem to have taken over in my sisters room. All pretty full.

The other, I have a double wardrobe both full and a divan bed with four drawers. Once again all full. Oh and the washing basket, which always seems full.

You know that show, Gok's Fashion Fix? Where he goes and gets peoples wardrobes and strings them up on washing lines and fills ridiculous amounts of room? I could rival one of those me thinks. In number stakes but not style cos thankfully I believe I actually do have some of that.

Now I'm not someone who thinks that you could live on Gok's capsule wardrobe. 24 Items? You have to be kidding right. But I do think that what I do have is excessive, yes I don't wear my items alot. But the majority do get worn (I'm a fan of layering lol). I will take a photo soon of my wardrobe here at home number two.

One day I might just count how many individual items I have. It would take me a good few days but I might.

Clothes, a lot yes, Shoes? Well thats another thing. A girl has got a thing for heels. This girl has a serious thing for heels. I find myself starting to walk around in my bare feet but like I have got heels on just because I like wearing them that much. I have alot of heels all different colours and styles and I love all of them individually, some have been worn, some haven't yet made it out onto the pavement.

Those leopard print dune beauties will find their outfit one day.

My mum doubts I can walk in most of them. But somehow, us girls manage it. Hours and hours out on the town in stupidly high heels, some worthy of the circus stiltwalkers. It causes it such pain*, so why do we do it? Cause it makes us look good. And maybe we have to justify that money spent on that pair that "made" the outfit complete. I put it in quote marks because we know in our head truthfully that there are umpteen pairs of shoes in our wardrobes that go with that outfit, and yet we still pursuade ourselves that it is that pair of shoes in that shop window that will suddenly make that outfit perfect in which it wasn't without them.

Oh and that outfit wasn't really needed anyway, you only went out for a pint of milk.

I sit here now thinking "what will I wear tomorrow?" I like to get a vision in my head of what I think might look good outfit wise. Having just moved my wardrobe vision is slightly blurred and it takes a little longer to remember where everything is.

Smetimes I think I'm crazy. Do other girls do this? Do I worry too much about my clothes and what I'm wearing? What does that say about me? Do I care what it says about me?

Rather chatty mood tonight. (if you couldn't already tell.) This months gonna be hard.

* I once couldn't feel my toes for three days after one night in a pair of shoes, and yes I intend on wearing them again.


Here I go again...

Let me explain why I'm here. I'm not a total newbie to the whole blogging thing, but this is a totally new topic for me.

My other blog was all about advertising my other passion in life but that was starting to get too political for me to want to carry on.

By the name you can pretty much tell I am a shopaholic. Yes I can say it. I HAVE A PROBLEM. lol this is where everyone in the circle gets up and claps, congratulating me for the fact that I can admit it. Well looking at all the clothes I have I can hardly deny it.

Me? Typical girl, not poor but not rolling in it to fund a designer lifestyle. As my mother says "I like to have the latest things"

I have rent to pay which thankfully includes all my bills and a small phone contract but other than that the rest of my wages are mine to spend or save as I see fit. Its usually the first.

I buy clothes, shoes, bags, accessories, inspiration for shopping trips in the form of magazines that funnily enough never feature the cheap stuff... anything that takes my fancy really. It always seems to be the designer things that I fall for. Sometimes I manage to run away from them and buy the cheap imitation and I have never really truly splurged as I know many people do, getting themselves into thousands and thousands of pounds worth of debt.

This is where I am very lucky. I HAVE NO DEBT. Yep, Uni is paid off and I have not one credit card to my name. And thats the way I'd like to keep it thank you very much.

You could be saying right now "Pah, she's got no issues at all, theres so many more people that are in debt and can't face to wake up in a morning." But I come so close to going down that road every month. It takes a shit load of will power for me to stay this way.

I've just agreed to pay a bit more to my landlord every month for a bigger room, its worth it, but it means that now I have even less to spend every month. My parents give me money every month and I hate it but yet I still end up spending it. I wish I didn't have that debit card. That every morning I would wake up and there would be my daily spends for the day. Nope no more than what is there and anything I didn't spend would go in a piggy bank for a rainy day. But no. I have to grow up and manage my money.

Ok, your saying. Get to the point. I get paid in four days time. And my challenge for this months pay day is not to buy anything that is not:

  • Food
  • Toiletries (essential items only not make-up)
  • Alcohol
  • Entry to things eg. cinema, events, clubs.
So, here goes. I will update pretty much every time I have a craving, And pictures will be posted of said items that I crave. Internet or otherwise.

Kinda like a social experiment, kinda like torture, kinda like a distraction.

My mother would be proud.