eBay buys.

Long time no blog! Sorry about the hiatus but i’ve been busy eating Pizza Hut, sleeping and watching Crufts but now I’m back and I’ve got helluva lot of stuff to blog about.

I’ve been a bit lazy as of late and instead of going around town looking for what I wanted I went to the worlds biggest auction website that is eBay.

I will admit it, I am a bit TOO addicted and often spend the last 10 minutes before I drift off too sleepy land looking for anything to do with my favourite wrestlers, as evident in this picture:

I soon gave up on trying to find Beth Phoenix’s ring worn attire after trying for 3 weeks non-stop and instead I started to search for a pair of leather pants.

Hee-Haw.

I walked through the door after an uber long day at University today to find my dad dressed up to the nines as a rhinestone cowboy…

Teddy Boy Jacket: 112759 Italian lira (about £50) – Designer shop in Italy back in the day.
Cowboy Shirt: £5 – eBay.
Jeans: £4 – Primark.
Black Cowboy Boots: £9 – Camden Market.
Cowboy boot bolo tie & Eagle belt: borrowed from a mate who is a country and western performer.

I fully expect to wake up tomorrow morning and find a saddled up horse in my back yard.

Happy Birthday Daddy.

Happy Birthday Daddy!! – I would write something heartfelt and that but I don’t have emotions.

LOVE YOU THOUGH!

These boots are made for walkin’

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.

Double Denim.

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!

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.

Nellie? Bump? Dumbo? Elmer? The 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.

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.

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.

Newcastle Blonde.

I don’t know what I would call this style so lets go for crazymothafu***mongface. But I do love it and I am wearing all of my absolute favourite items of clothing in one hell of a mess look so it’s all good in the hood bizzatccheezzz.

Bowler hat: £5 – Stiches.
Glasses: £1 – Primark.
Jumper:£1 – Charity Shop.
Fantasy Fur Coat: £5 – Charity Shop.
Denim shorts: Cast off from Benny I believe which I cut up to micro size naturally.
Love Heart Tights: £6 – Topshop.
Studded Ankle Boots: £15 – that shop that isn’t Garage but near there.
Nude Satchel: £10 – Primark.

As you can now see in the above picture I am a blonde, have I got any dumber? – yes, that bleach must kill millions of brain cells.

A weightlifting cat.

*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.

Barginous buys aplenty.

Bonjour!

My 5000 word essay on whether ‘the fashion blogopshere has taken over from the established fashion magazines’ has now been handed in so now I’m back to my usual bloggin-ness. YEY!

So yesterday off I popped to Primark for the first time since Christmas Eve!! – I know right, whats that all about? – and because I had left it for eternity and a day my favourite shop had plenty of cheap buys that I HAD to have, rather then having nothing like it usually has when I go in every day.

One thing I had noticed about Primark though is the fact that all their clothes have gone mega downhill ATM, there wasn’t anything clothes-wise that I liked let alone wanted. Perhaps, it’s the lull of post-Christmas fashion and that their Spring/Summer collections haven’t came through yet but really who the hell would wear a polyester khaki pair of flares? SORT IT OUT!