Evening peoples,

Well, this place wasn’t opened to air my rants but it feels like it has been…. What the hell is it about shopping that makes me want to grab everyone within a 10ft radius of me and rag them about a bit. Maybe it’s just me, maybe I’m just not cut out for this shopping lark.

What was meant to be a nice quiet walk around the shops to buy a dress (yes that’s a bloody dress!) for my bro’s wedding turned out to be a complete nightmare. Anyway, I’m not you’re dress kinda person; they just don’t do me any favours, but figured something plain would be ok. Now have you ever tried to get a ‘plain’ dress in these bloody shops, why do dress makers think everyone wants to look like some kind of luminous birthday present tied up with a ribbon?

How hard can it be to find a dress that doesn’t involve some kind of ribbon or fluffy stuff, oh and never, that is NEVER go with someone else who wants to shop too… Everything just has this Gok Wan bloody crappy detail to it, baubles and flounces, I swear to god if you don’t look like some half wrapped sad present then you’ll pretty much look like some half dressed Christmas tree, neither of which is me.

How the hell do people, pick up what they want try it on and voila, it fits, they’re out of the shop in minutes… Oh no, not me, I’m dragged around the entire shop, giving my opinion on every single top, dress, shoes, bangles, baubles, bags, shirts, trousers, blah bloody blah blah… until it feels like I’ve judged, inspected and seen every item in the store… (ok maybe a bit of exaggeration there, possibly there were a couple of things I wasn’t forced to endure), but my god, after you’ve dragged around after two people who are perfectly capable of making their own decisions, suddenly shopping for yourself doesn’t really appeal any more…

Anyway, I managed to drag a dress off the rack, tried it on, took it to the checkout, paid for it, dragged it home with me, tried it on AGAIN and I hate it, after everyone says, oh yeah that’s nice, I hate the thing. So that’s me, either I go doing a great sack of potatoes impression or I find time between now and Thursday to take the thing back and buy something else, I ask myself can I really be bothered…. Not sure I can to be honest, so sack of spud look it might have to stay…

Any tips and tricks on shopping are most welcome, answers on a postcard please or if you’re really brave stick ‘em in the comments…lol.