Mademoiselle

I’ve spent the entire weekend fretting about what to wear in this vile winter-to-spring transition period. In fact, I have not slept.

Woke up on Saturday morning and decided it was time to pack away the winter woolly’s and say hello Spring! After a failed attempt to rid my wardrobe of all things passé – think smocks, bell shaped jackets, dark denim and biker boots - I made a list of essentials that I need to replace them. Spring is all about a skinnier silhouette; I need black skinny tailored trousers, lean fitting black dresses, bright flashes of colour, the occasional floral or stripe, but am faced with a wardrobe full of metallics and boho! Consider packing away my woolly tights. A frightening thought as I have become absolutely DEPENDANT on the tummy and leg shapers from Marks and Spencers. And where does that leave ankle boots? Should I break out the lighter summer dresses with cardigans and tights? I had to lie down for the rest of the day I was so exhausted.

To add to my insomnia, I’ve been lusting after bags that cost the same as my mortgage? Everything seems to have become so expensive?? (Including my mortgage by the way.) Why can’t I have the new Chanel box bag in red patent? And the new Tom Ford sunglasses I saw in Harvey Nics the other day? The new Chloe collection just hit the shop floor…. gag gag gag…

The seasonal meltdown started on Friday afternoon when I popped into Dover Street market and was almost seduced by a pair of Lanvin ballet pumps with an oversized bow on the front. They were £300, they were gold and they had my name on them. Sadly, due to my recent mortgage hike there was no way I could justify the purchase. Life is so unfair.

I decide to take some money-saving action and spent Sunday productively trying to get better deals on life’s so called essentials. I searched and searched for cheaper car, bike, home and handbag insurance you name it – I’m insured. Even my Bottega sunnies are insured should I sit on them (Think I might do that after seeing the new Tom Ford collection). I noticed on one document that my entire freezer contents were insured so I had a quick peek in there and found a lonely bottle of vodka and half a pitta bread. Great, saved myself 12 quid. After an entire day of trawling through money saving websites I was more confused dot com than ever before.

This week I am going high street shopping to find some spring time wardrobe solutions – I’ll update you on Friday with my credit crunch finds.