Thursday 26 March 2009

Yet Again.

Why can't I stop buying things?
I got a new dress from the Debenhams sale yesterday (but foolishly forgot to nab the picture first) and a cartoony tee shirt from New Look whilst in town, and now today I've brought these boots.
I wanted some cool biker style boots, but the only really good ones are expensive. These were £20 and reduced to £8...with the VAT thing they're dropped even more to £7.83.
I can justify spending on more boots if they're under £10.


Thursday 19 March 2009

Told you...

I have no will power.
But I do now have gorgeous shoes, so I guess it's a fair trade. =)

Tuesday 17 March 2009

I want...

I'm in love with these two pairs of shoes.

£15 from New Look.


£25 from Dorothy Perkins.

I have a feeling I'll be buying at least one pair quite soon, I'm a sucker for grey and red.

I've been looking for a dress for a while. I never wear them and I've been trying to change that; but I think I've found one I would consider.


£22 from Debenhams.
I like the fact that it's versatile, I could wear it during the day or dress it up.

Sunday 15 March 2009


I'm so fed up with the state of my room.
I seem to be incapable of keeping it even decently clean, it's like everytime I tidy one part, I turn around and there's a ton more stuff everywhere else.
I have too many little 'things' all over my room.
Random figures and toys, beanie babies and sheep.

I desperately want to redecorate and make it seem more like a bedroom an almost 20 year old would have, but it's like the onslaught of stuff is endless.

This is going to take me forever. =(

Sunday 1 March 2009

Etch-A-Sketch

My friend got her first tattoo today.
It's got me hankering for my first one now.
It's been an eager topic for discussion for a good while now, but none of us knew who'd be the first to take the plunge. Another friend has promised me we'll go for our joint firsts as soon as her next grant goes in.
I'm wussing out and only having the number 23 on the inside of my wrist.
But it does mean a lot to me, not only for the juicy conspiracy surrounding it, but also because of my birthday.

Born at 2:30am, on the 23rd of August = 8th month.
2x2x2 =/= 2³

I have a slightly irrational interest in the number, I blame it partly on my birthday, and partly on Jim Carey.

I also got a new bag:

It's been dubbed "The Grown Up Bag", seeings as it's the first bag I've had in a long time that doesn't feature cartoons or an abundunce of funky keyrings.

I love it.