Second, this self-imposed spendthriftiness is making me feel guilty about every purchase I make, whether it's food or my first haircut in nearly five months. This is not good and is, of course, a product of my slightly OCD ways.
The only slight silver lining in my shopping cloud is that my parents did buy me a new bag (well, a wristlet) in New York. It's the exact shade of turquoise that I love. I've never been good with small handbags, let alone tiny ones, but this little number might be the bag to convert me, especially now that the weather is so nice in London (warm weather requires less kit, I find). It has three little pockets and I can just about squeeze in my camera, iPhone, keys, cash/cards and lip balm, which is fine, although I do have to carry my water bottle separately.
But it doesn't quite make up for the probable loss of the Never a Dull Moment bag. Bah! Humbug...
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