50. Mulberry Tillie Tote! Ding Dong Indeed!

 Give us this day, our yearned for handbag...

 The most exciting moment of my life, as you can see...

 DING DONG INDEED! (topless boyfriend sorting the bin out in the background cropped out)

 Dustbag removal, bated breath...oh and apparently a bag for a bag is a hilarious concept according to topless boyfriend...

 Oh sweet surge of joy...!

 Clippety clip the extra strap...

 Who is that lucky lucky and oh so fashionable lady? OH YAH ITS ME.

 Innards...

 Is it weird that I want it to wear with age as quickly as possible?

 My sticker sheet! I got one with my phone case in August too, and I'm so pleased to have this new set!

 Oh, Mulberry! A card, for me? POUR MOI?!

 Oh do not worry your pretty little head, I will enjoy, OH HOW I WILL ENJOY!

Family reunion, I feel so sauve!

SO YES! Today was the day, and typically, my day off-and my package was delivered to my work. Not that I'm complaining, as it meant I walked back through town with my big ding-donging paper bag, trying my best not to shove it under strangers noses, before making eye contact and exclaiming "Oh, I'm sorry, I didnt see you there? Oh this? This? Its nothing, just my brand new handbag, nothing special!"

Sigh, ain't she purdy? I love the look of it (her?) and the feel, and the weightiness in my hand. And the smell too! My life is complete.


If you too wish to brighten your otherwise dreary meaningless life, the Tillie Tote in black can be found here http://www.mulberry.com/#/storefront/c6288/5618/moreviews/ reduced from £975 to £585, amongst other beautiful items.

Sidenote; did anyone else, as a child, think it was called a Ham-bag? I found the whole thing very strange for a long time, and just could not figure out what it had to do with any kind of luncheon meat.

8. Lady Luck

On Saturday, the Gods of shopping put me through my paces, and my determination was rewarded handsomely!

In a previous post I mentioned lusting after these bad boys from Hudson.

Beautiful, but £130-which would take a bit of saving for me. And I'm not a patient person. So in reality would mean me adding to my credit card debt. I was at work on Saturday wearing my lovely H necklace that I got for my birthday, when it just fell off from round my neck. Looking at it, I realised the clasp was faulty and didnt stay closed properly. So off I went to Topshop on my break hoping to change it for a new one. (Sadly they had none left, but going back tomorrow when the jewellery section has been replenished). Anyway, whilst in there, I of course checked out the footwear section. And ohhh, what did I spy? Last pair, in my size, reduced to £25 from £50 (though website says reduced from £100? Hmmm) the same shape boot that I so wanted, different colour but still in that neutral colour range, with the perfect heel height!

My prayers were answered! God bless you faulty necklace! So I duly had them put behind the till for me, and even picked up some suede protector too. Only I realised when I got to the front of the queue, oh horror of horrors, that I didn't have my purse on me. After desperately telling the shop assistant that I lived just 5 minutes away (its more like 10) so please could he hold them for me, meanwhile painfully aware that I only had 5 minutes of lunchbreak left, I did that thing that I never ever want to do again. I RAN. I ran (ok, powerwalked) through town to get my purse (which contained a £15 gift voucher) from home, then actually really RAN knowing my break was long over back to my boots. What an attractive vision I cast, striding through Topshop amongst the young pretty folk, red and sweaty, and gasping for oxygen. However the girl behind the desk made the mistake of not being scared off by this view and commented "Ooh, these are nice aren't they!?" as she handed me the box. Giddy on exercise endorphins and lack of oxygen, I proceeded to babble at her about the Hudson boots, how the sale ones were so similar, and how thrilled I was to find these ones "in my size!" as my sweaty forehead glistened at her like a piece of greasy ham.

But I don't care. I've worn them everyday since, they've even survived a day on my feet at work, so it was worth the run in the end.

Oh, and my boss didn't even notice I was late back.

You can buy them on sale on the Topshop website here-Aruba2 Suede Boots