Like a phoenix from the flames, I have risen!
Renewed and re energised after my lengthy bout of the flu/plague/leprosy, I finally did a full day of work on Monday, and so felt the need to celebrate my return to normality with a frenzy of op shopping on my day off on Tuesday.
I wore one of my remodelled dresses, a terribly sewn homemade vintage number that I love anyway. It has wonky seams and bits that don't quite match but it has such a vibrant pattern with bright orange, purple and green on black.
I had taken off the oddly ill fitting sleeves and added a little bow at the neck because every dress looks better with a bow in my opinion.
And doesn't my little green scottie dog brooch look adorable?
After living in my PJ's for the past two weeks it is amazing how much better a girl can feel all frocked up with a big ass victory roll in her hair and my war paint on!
My old friends, the lovely local charity shops, welcomed me with open arms, and I basked in their warm embrace and hunted and delved until I found......
I'm worried I may have lost my oppy mojo. I even had sore arms from pawing through the racks and lugging armloads of clothes around. What have I become?
But fret not for I have formulated an intensive thrift shop work out program to increase my shopping stamina and build strength up again and I will hit those stores HARD and become a gold winner bargain huntress once more!