Rrrrrrebajasssss, yes!

I've come to hate shopping for myself.. hooked on vintage shops, any kind of standard retail shopping has become a little too self indulgent for me. "But it is an exception." my Mom insists.. of course she is right. So under her encouragingly watchful eye, my sister and I proceeded to do a bit of damage during the post Christmas sales. First stop was H&M.. the rest was a blur. All I know is, I ended up with some pretty loose tanks, a hat & the perfect daytime leopard wedges from H&M, my new favorite pair of black chunky heels & studded bag from ZARA, maxi dresses & a wallet from TopShop, a warm scarf & gloves for next week's trip to chilly Sweden, a Tokidoki makeup bag and finally, an eyelash curler. (You must know that I have a lash-curl-phobia, since I chopped off my lashes with a shitty one, months ago) Sephora to the rescue? And those mini perfume sprays make for great gifts for my 1000 girlfriends.

More enjoyable that shopping for myself, is shopping for gifts.. its like the best thing in the world. My only problem is, I dont know how to stop.. leading me to spending almost half of what went out the window yesterday, on others.

Best purchase? Penguin socks from TopShop. Uh... I'll explain another time! hahha ♥