the last shop...gasp

On Saturday I went on my last shop for a whole year. I confess I bought more than is normal in one expedition, filling perceived gaps in the wardrobe for the coming months. I also confess a concern that my 'needs' may have been somewhat summercentric and now harbour dark fears that come october I will be a shivering, hypothermic casualty to the cold. Doubtless all 42 jumpers will be deemed 'so last season' and I will be forced to layer maxi dresses and cardigans in order to maintain some semblance of a fashion focus as memories of this lovely Saturday of consumerism fade into oblivion.

As this was not just any shopping outing, I made an executive decision to venture further afield. Liverpool One made an excellent destination for the occasion even though there were no half naked men outside of Holister....sad times people.

A solid four hours later I and the delightful Bambi emerged victorious from the aformentioned Scouse consumer haven, just before my arms actually dropped off. The bounty of the trip is listed below;

• 2 maxidresses (I had high hopes for a dress and a skirt but I had my hopes dashed as skirts remained mysteriously absent from the entire shopping complex).
• A pair of khaki shorts which I will endeavour to take from day to night during these balmy summer weeks we are promised.
• A vest top and a tank. I have never had a real tank vest thingy before and heaven forbid I relinquish the opportunity as I can't quite imagine it will be long before we realise they are quite ridiculous.
• 2 necklaces in a fetching burnished gold....I may need to investigate fashions' current preoccupation with burnished metal.
• 2 pairs of shiny flip flop/ gladiator efforts for those relaxed yet glamorous nights we hope to have so many of this summer.
• a little light blazer which will be a marvel for looking smart yet fashion aware.
• A little jersey dress as it did occur to me that I might look a little 'samey' at work.
• 2 pairs of earrings and 2 little sets of bangles.
• Oh and a pair of jeans purchased from a man in Hollister wearing more clothes than is customary for the establishment (sigh again).

All these are pictured below but as you can clearly see there are artistic chasms between myself and Neil1 where the photography is concerned.....perhaps I need photoshop and a crash course....help anyone?

I think that is everything, as you can see I was very reserved. So now all that remains is to wait with trepidation until the official start date on Thursday and to count the rest of my accessories. On that note I hypothesise that creativity with necklaces and the like may be the best weapon I have in the fight against boredom as I venture forth into the unknown. Additionally I am sure no one can wait to hear the ridiculous number of things I have in my costume jewellery stash, oh, just me then?