Spree.

After all the lusting and getting approval on the dream boots I mentioned in the last post, I decided after work yesterday I would go and try the beauties on so I knew what size I would need to get when I got paid.

All was not meant to be though.
After having another frankly awful shift and feeling really low about everything (not exactly a rare occurrence in my life) I felt I really did need to have a bit of a splurge with my non existent funds.
Seeing as I needed to replace the new jeans which exploded at the knee, or as the security guard kept telling me 'your knee is smiling at me' to which I replied, well its the only part of me which does smile here!
So I grabbed pretty much every pair of denim I could find in the shop currently and a few tops I had been looking at throughout the week, I headed off with an overflowing basket to the fitting rooms.
I was definitely over the garment restriction when I went in, but conveniently I am very much a resident in the fitting rooms prior to my shifts, I headed on in with the fitting room girls waiting for the mini zilla fashion show.

Firstly, to get the boots out of the way.
I was really upset to put the highly coverted clompy boots on and find the ankle on them is very baggy and my foot just flopped around like a fish, I am well aware that my feet are a ridiculous fit, ranging from a 5 to a 7 in different styles, however there was no way my feet were going to fit in the size below.
The disappointment however was not all bad, as the cheaper alternative I had picked up to try on (£25 on the label, scanned at £26.99 as I noticed when I got home, tut tut!) fitted like a dream. Just to flump my efforts though, the colour I bought has now disappeared from the website, so below is the brown version. I bought the faded black so more bluey grey in places. (Basically a few shades darker than the boots I posted yesterday.)

After finding the brown version to post, I am actually really tempted to swap my colour for the ones above. The brown just looks rather tasty now!

Next to try on were the several hundred pairs of assorted denim shorts/jeans/skirts.
In my typical fashion (read actually just misshaped body) only 1 pair made the final cut.
Even though I had a variety of size 8 & 10's as I seem to be an annoying size 9, only 1 thing vaguely fitted me - a pair of black denim high waisted shorts.
I had these in a 10 in the cubicle with me as there were NO size 8's to be found on the shop floor, but one of the stars I work with spotted an 8 on the fitting room rails of clothes to be taken back out to the shop floor.
No idea if these even suit me, or if I will even wear them, but the idea of owning a pair seemed to gel well with me.Also no photo of these on the website, so when I can be bothered to try them on again, I will take a photo and post up on here!

After finding a pair of denim shorts to replace the broken jeans of yesterday with, I then thought I should try on a cute little playsuit I had seen on the shop floor.
WHY DID I EVEN BOTHER?!
The size 8 wouldn't go up above my bum, but the 10 looked like a bin bag on me. Easily the most unflattering garment I have EVER tried on. Nicer on the hanger easily, and at £25 a bit of a joke to be honest.
So on to the tops.
Out of every top I picked out, only 1 didn't look right on me, which frankly is a miracle as I cannot shop for my body shape at all. Gok Wan would probably have a stroke if he saw the crap I wore some days.
I ended up buying a very long top which when put on straight pretty much goes to my knees, so some artful pulling up and readjusting, looked a rather lovely top! Again no photo online, but its a chocolate/mocha coloured jersey top, with a slight cowl neck and an eerie massive tree print on the front. Honestly a lot nicer in real life, I am just crap at describing things.
Another top, with is a white burnout top, slight bubble hem at the bottom, but very tempted to go a bit scissor happy, remove it and re-hem. But the burnout instead of being random streaks, looks like that really posh print you get on fancy wallpaper, has a bit of an angel sleeve detail going on as well, but another failure by the website in lacking a photo. Seriously not much luck with the photos this time around!
To go with the above top, a draped chocolate coloured jersey waistcoat, really long with big pockets down the bottom, for this one I do have a photo, but it isn't a brilliant photo, a lot nicer in the flesh again, so a photo of me wearing it shall be appearing soon :)


To round off my little shopping trip, I wanted to get some thick socks in cream or grey to have under the new boots and peeking out over the top.
I couldn't for the life of me find the ones I wanted, so decided to settle with the tights version.
As I left the shop with my giant bag of goodies, I saw the bloody socks I wanted.
Being as it was well past 3pm, & that I had finished work at 1.30, I thought meh and left with the tights.
I got home and realised the tights weren't the right colour to match the boots, who would have thought cream bloody tights to match black/grey boots wouldn't have gone at all? Wrong shade of cream apparently.

So another session is due for me on Monday, to potentially swap colour boots, and get those stupid socks. URGH.

Still no news from my Nan, so I guess she is still back in hospital.
Just counting down the days till I get to go home :)