The eldest Bolter announced that she wanted a haircut. The little two joined in. I dutifully took them to Trotters. The poor, poor staff. It turns out they didn’t want haircuts. They wanted the gold coins you get once you have had your haircut. The hairdresser was so sweet and palmed them off with gold covered chocolate, while I bought the girls these gorgeous sandals by Pom D’Api. They remind me of brightly coloured racing cars. ‘Cos the Bolters really need to move faster [hmmm]. Anyway, these are just so beautiful, and were reduced from £70 to £20. I bought the pink, blue and orange, then told the other Worn Out ladies, so now some of the other Little Worn Outs have them, too. Gorgeousness abounds.
As to what I wore, I did that rare (for me) thing, of changing outfits.
Morning outfit: Zara black blouse | Primark floral skinnies (a bit faded, now, so I think that’s the end of the line for them) | Aldo Dobrus nude flats (they give me Sideshow Bob feet, but I forgive them) | Oroton black bag
Afternoon / evening outfit: Zara black blouse | H&M black jacquard cropped trousers | Office leopard slippers | Zara tan leather cross body bag
Wave bye bye to these shoes. They pinch. And, (to quote Vito Corleone), that, I do not forgive
So, as I was mincing past Russell & Bromley, again, I bought these really lovely leopard slippers (style is The Club, and they are reduced from £245 to £70. Bada bing!). The white background makes them look quite fresh, I think. They do slightly rub my nanmby pamby little toe, though [rolls eyes]
While I was waiting for the sales assistant to get my size to try on, I fell in love with this Vixen (reduced from £225 to £95). These are the best tributes to the Valentino Rock studs I’ve seen. Damn, why don’t I have a job so I could wear these more than once a year?! Damn, why aren’t I rich so I don’t care that I already have lots of unworn shoes and can just buy more, anyway?!
I will just wait until the all nude Vixens are on sale, at the end of the season, as they will go with everything, and don’t look quite so “workwear/corporate”.
Finally, I am a huge Diana Vreeland fan, and thought her “Why Don’t You?” column clever and amusing, so I am going to suggest Why Don’t You go to the Kensington Wine Rooms on Kensington Church Street and try a glass of their delicious Maury Solera (sweet red wine)?