Show and tell for the next couple of days. Let's get confession time out the way first shall we? It's extraordinarily rare that I buy 'new' new clothes apart from underwear, sportswear, leggings and shoes. I think my last purchase was a little wrap around skirt in Quiberon when I was on holiday last summer. It cost the princely sum of fifteen Euros Before that it was the gorgeous cerise dress I bought when my brother got married. Monsoon's finest but from Ebay at a knockdown price of about thirty five quid. I've never shown that off on the blog but it's going to get an outing at another wedding in July so you might see it then. Everyone who wants to be a bridesmaid has to wear pink. There's going to be a few dozen of us.
And there we were in Dartmouth on Saturday scouring the shops for a pink dress for Mel to wear, Nothing in proper clothes shops normally tempts me these days. 'How much!!!!' I exclaim inwardly when I look at the price tags - even in Primark and the like. It's hard to adjust when you're a charity shopaholic and used to everything being well under a tenner.
I was surprised then when I was drawn to this dress in Seasalt that wasn't even in the sale area. It's so me. The right shape and funky retro. It's thick cotton that feels like old '50s curtains! I knew that I'd succumb if I tried it on and it fitted. So I attempted to stay well away whilst Red Mel was in the changing rooms. But I kept being drawn back.
To cut a long story short the dress is now hung in my wardrobe. I'm over the moon with it. I did a modelling session in the garden earlier as you can see. Another recent purchase has been a tripod so that I can take photos and make videos for the business. I need to experiment with it and here was a chance.
So what happened? Well I explained it to the assistant at the shop counter while Melanie rolled her eyes. Sugar Plumb nearly wet herself laughing when I told her the story as did a random old lady standing nearby who overheard. And Salty Dog was disparaging so I gave her a little telling off. For she did well under similar circumstances the other day when she was the recipient of my picture. Just as I felt I'd been told to give away some of my most treasured possessions it seemed that I was reminded about abundance and given permission to splash out and treat myself. This 'God stuff' seems that it might be working both ways!