Thanks to my ferocious pre Christmas spending, my usual January sales splurge has actually been very modest this year. Perhaps it has something to do with the 'no man's land' of maternity leave, where days of the week and hours of the day lose their meaning....... Where was I? Oh, yes: I was talking about shopping.
I have racked up some major sales binges in previous years (sort of proud, sort of not proud). I have a tendency to get a bit overwhelmed when faced with racks of discounted goodies and have often arrived home from Oxford Street with a raft of unsuitable outfits and virtual kidney failure, having had "no time" to stop for refreshment.
Anyway, all change this year. Not only has my focus drifted more towards skincare (my body has been so many different shapes and sizes over the last 12 months I've temporarily given up on clothes) but I've also had limited access to the shops. Sales shopping with a screaming baby is my idea of torture - so close and yet so goddam far!
So my offerings are limited but potentially winners. Oh, and only two of them were actually in the sale. Whoops.
First up, my Topshop denim shirt. Totally unexciting but a complete winner and half price at £18!
Unfortunately, as is often the way, once I was in Topshop I ended up trying on all their new season stuff and found myself buying this beaut of a dress. Sadly I have expanded out a whole dress size over Christmas (wtf) which made for a tense half an hour in the changing room. I REFUSED to accept that I was no longer my standard Topshop size 11 and walked away with the 12. Obviously I am going to lose the weight.........
Next up I stumbled across a new branch of Question Air which has opened up dangerously close to my house. I took the opportunity to ignore every heavily discounted garment and walked out with the full price American Vintage cardigan which I have been lusting after. It is great. I felt a bit guilty and then remembered that I'm going back to work in 3 weeks, so sod it.
Skincare never really goes on sale so I have limited bargains to report on that front, save for the Clarisonic Aria which I bought when a bit pissed one evening whilst breast feeding. The danger of evening online shopping.
A lovely, fellow instagrammer posted a link to this and it had a whopping £50 off. I have wanted one of these bad boys for ages but resisted as they are so expensive. However, when reduced to £99 and after 2 glasses of prosecco it seemed like a perfectly reasonable acquisition.
I will do a full review at a later date. They do seem to be the Mondeo of the skincare world right now: deeply unfashionable but very functional. I have to say that I love it and after only a week of use my skin looks better already. But it ain't no glycolic/lactic/salicylic/DNA forming facial pad so they don't really get a look in any more. Cruel, cruel skincare world. Nothing wrong with a power tool.
And so there you have it. Short and sweet: my current sales/non sales purchases. I love them all. May the shopping force be with you. X