As most of you know I live on quite a tight budget which means that I get to indulge in one of my favourite activities, scouring the charity shops. I've grown up on charity shops with my mother favouring Primark, charity shops and car boot sales to big high street chains but when I was growing up 'vintage' wasn't a word that was used and it was instead replaced by 'poor' or 'grotty'. You see, we had enough money to buy from the high street chains but we just didn't. It was more fun to see what we could pick up, use, alter and customise as much as I begged for the latest Nike trainers (I tried desperately to fit in - I didn't and realised, never would). So my love affair grew when I was out on my own and realised that charity shop shopping became almost a trend. Vintage was a word used by every magazine. People were openly saying they were sourcing their clothes second hand and I had an epiphany: I was cooler than them.
I live opposite three great charity shops and so this morning after feeling a little better and deciding to test the waters on my newfound health, I walked over and started rooting. I ended up buying this adorable pastel skirt for Layla complete with a hand knitted white cardigan to pair with skirts and dresses in the Spring, a H&M black long line jumper with faux leather shoulders and pockets, a pair of denim shorts with a tan belt, a khaki and pink paisley print summer dress and a necklace with layers of bronze chain and studs with a big nude pink lace covered gem. Not bad for £10, eh?
Now, the shorts. They were a bit of a purchase on a whim because they were £2 and I haven't owned shorts since I was a teenager and significantly slimmer. They'll be fine for walking the dog in the summer or just lazing about, right? I'm kind of having buyers remorse because my legs are so wide and I'm so pale. Tell me it will be fine and reiterate over and over again never to wear denim shorts with tights. Ever.