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These boots are made for walkin’

21 Feb

As of time of writing and without trudging all the way down stairs to count I currently own 10 pairs of boots (ankle, shin, knee, thigh-high – all flat though may I add) – obsessed me? I THINK SO!

Now, I know for sure that I didn’t HAVE to add another two pairs to my already full at the brim shoe closet but when I came across a pair of boots that I couldn’t live without in Primark this week I knew ASAP that I would be adding another pair to my bursting boot collection.

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Double Denim.

17 Feb

Again I have no idea what this look is about – old school gypsy-esque perhaps? little girl lost in a charity shop? attacked by the most random clothes in my wardrobe? – whatever it is I LOVE it and I wish I could wear this outfit every single day but you know me, I can’t even wear the same outfit twice in one month or the world ends! – gosh people i’m only trying to save the world!

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Scarf used as a hair bow: £1.99 – H&M.
Leopard print T: £1.49 – YMCA.
Denim gillet: as seen in this blog.
Denim hotpants: £1 – Teesside Hospice.
Elephant bag: £5 – no i’m no going to tell you.
Heart ring & Eagle ring: £2 each – Primark.
Bracelets: no idea – mixture of presents, Italian market stalls. The studded one at the bottom (or top) was 25p from some charity shop in Stockton.
Black Boots: £2.49 – YMCA.

A bit of advice from me to you. Next time you’re off bowling don’t wear micro denim hotpants as they are terribly restricting when it comes to celebrating strikes and going on the dance machine.

Trump, Trump, Trump.

12 Feb

Nellie? BumpDumbo? ElmerThe Elephant Man?

Who is your favourite elephant? Well forget all about Bump and his adorable little theme song and instead make sure your new number one elephant is my all kinds of amazing bag.

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There I was in a certain charity shop – one of my top 3 so I’m not telling you which one – walking towards the till with an albeit simple but pretty River Island dress with my last remaining fiver of the week (I was on EMA rations.) I had a quick peek over the shoes and bags just in case anything caught my eye and GOLLY GOSH this bag certainly did!

I threw the polkadot RI dress back on the rail and immediately snapped up the beautiful bag in my hungry claws falling more and more in love with it every second I held it.

However, this is where I will admit a shameful sin without having to even go into a confessional booth. The bag had two prices tags on it for some reason (£4.99 and £6.99) and like I said I only had £5 left for the rest of the WHOLE week (I shouldn’t have bought that darn pasty, cornflake cake and cupcake from Greggs ten minutes earlier.)

So the sneaky bitch that I am I ripped the £7 tag off the bag and went to the till where I was charged the fiver to much humming and “eee this is cheap” from the old lady behind which I will admit made me feel guilty as hell but HEY I had fallen in love with my extraordinary elephant bag.

Maybe next time I pop in I will throw some coins in the money box but errrmmmm I will probs spend it on chips from the takeaway next door.

Geek Freak.

11 Feb

One drizzly Sunday morning myself and the Bex-meister managed to somehow get ourselves to Newcastle and this time we didn’t end up nearly getting ran over on the Tyne Tees bridge.

The reason why we pulled ourselves out of bed at the ungodly hour of 7:30? (well 7:30 for me, she didn’t wake up till half 8 and we were meeting at 9! – IKR, everybody go tut at her) – was to go too my idea of Heaven – an AFFORDABLE vintage fair.

Once we got in to Northumbria Uni’s SU my head was all over the place – there were far too many sparkling sequins, fantasys furs and ditsy daisys for my eyes to take in! When I die – hopefully before I get old – and get sent up to the pearly gates I hope God will let me shop in this wonderful place with an unlimited amount of money and have Drew McIntyre walking behind feeding me cupcakes for the rest of eternity.

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A weightlifting cat.

23 Jan

*puts on The Rock’s voice* Finally, Chantal has come back to the world of charity shops.

After an extra long hiatus in which I couldn’t get myself over to the wondrous charity shop-filled high street (and also widest incase you didn’t know) of Stockton-on-Tees, I at long last took my rip-off white converse back into one of my favourite places in the world with a belly full of Burger King and a pocketful of potential dream buys.

I ran off to my absolute numero uno CS as it likes to close at random times every time I go there and you never know whether it’s going to be open for another 2 hours or closed 40 minutes ago. Thankfully it was still open, I rummaged through the beyond messy rails (they really need to sort that shop out) and my happiness soon turned to disappointment when I couldn’t find anything I liked as I didn’t fancy owning a deflated puffa jacket or a tan 3/4 length leather coat. Continue reading

Sequins Galore.

14 Dec

Bonjour blogarinis,

Sorry about my little leave of absence but snow + essay + no money = one sad little Chantal. However, as Take That would say I’m (btw is anybody else pissed off about Mark Owen being downgraded now that the glorified druggie who is Robbie Williams is back?) back for gooooodddd.

Now, I haven’t had a BIG shopping trip in ages and yes, I am extremely depressed about it but with a few random walks through town to get to the bus station or to buy important things like food and knitting needles I have managed to scour out a few barginous buys.

First up, its every girls best friend – no not diamonds but Primark of course. Unfortunately, everybodys favourite shop hasn’t pleased me very much over the last couple of months so I wasn’t expecting to come across anything amazing while wondering aimlessly through. Continue reading

Charity Chic extraordinaire – Part 2.

11 Nov

Bonjour Blogarinis, I’m back with part 2 of my amazing charity chic week. After rummaging through the Charity shops in disappointing Darlington and the shock that was Middlesbrough my legs carried me (via the 36) to the ever magnificent town centre of Stockton-on-Tees.

Now, I hadn’t visited Stockton in a while due to: heavy bags which I could not be bothered to lumber around town, an episode of overwhelming sleepiness and it was raining cats and dogs (I wish this was literal.)

But this week I was determined to get myself down there and find some of this Autumn/Winters biggest fashion trends for a quarter of the price Primark has to offer and oh boy, I did. Continue reading