Be thrifty with Dizz

There is nothing I like more than a bargain. I'm that person who when you say you like something, I'm always eager to tell you that it only cost 20p (possibly a slight exaggeration...), I really should just learn to say thank you. 

Due to my bargain loving nature I am here to share with you an exceptionally good deal, from one of my favourite shops: Dorothy Perkins. Ah Dotty P. She makes really nice clothes, that are very good quality, they always wash well and stay in shape (things my Ma says, should be a whole post in itself), and most importantly, they fit really well. I never come out of there feeling like I have to go home and just eat lettuce after getting my head stuck in a top and fearing I might dislocate my shoulder. That ever happened to you too? No? Just me then. 

So Dotty P. She of the lovely clothes. She is also offering what seems to me to be several permanent money saving deals for your Spring wardrobe which you can find here and should you happen to spend over £50, which is very easily done, if you use the code DPDEL50 you get free delivery! You can also collect from store for free, if you have one nearby. 

I accidentally might have put 4 things into my basket. But with that kind of saving it's just too good to be true...no? Just me then. 

Edit: As it turns out not permanent savings at all. In fact they end at Midnight tonight. So you best be quick if you want to be thrifty!  

shoppy

I think I should begin my own course of therapy for how to get over sucky viruses. For starters I would recommend lots of sleeping. And then after the lots of sleeping, the taking of the tablets, the drinking of the fluids, get yourself up and at 'em George McFadam, and get thee to the shops. Yep, a good dose of retail therapy is enough to kick you out of any post-virus blues. As I clearly found out today. The only item on my list was a pair of skintight black jeans. Check, found them. Oh and look at those boots...and those too...oh look at Dizz at the checkout paying for those 2 pairs of boots and those jeans...oops :o)) However, being the style-ista that I am, I refuse to feel guilty about the buying of the boots (nice try Fizz) cos they are struttin' boots, yep, I'm currently rockin' one pair of them around my house. Ooh yeah baby. Last year I was all about the Ugg-a-like boots, this year I'm all about the struttin'.

In other news, there's something weird going on out there, in the big wide world. I can't help but feel that I'm at the beginning of a new phase. Don't know where it's going to take me, or even why I have this feeling, but I'm a firm believer in following my gut and that's what it's telling me. Look out world, I'm a-coming...

And finally, I'm ending with a question. What I want to know is who is the inventor of these chain thingies that you get via email/text/Facebook kindly informing you that on the one hand you are "sexy as fuck" (direct quote) but if you don't forward this on to 10 people you will be "ugly" for the next 10 years? Say WHAT? xx

big mama

I have this list of things that I always thought were things I would never do. Friday saw me do one of the things of that list: shop for maternity wear. Let me hasten to add that I am not the big mama in question, actually the mama isn't that big either, but she's getting there, hence the need for maternity wear. So we hit the first shop and find some pretty bargainous things. I'm okay in there cos it's clothing of the usual variety, just longer and more spacious. And totally bargainous cos it's in the sale, all good is what I say, the champion of budget shoppping.

The second shop however revealed some more interesting things, and by interesting I mean that my knowledge was seriously lacking. Did you know that they do special tights for when you're having a baby? And they have tops that they actually call nursing tops? They also had what I curiously thought was a v.short black strapless top. I picked it up joking with R that she should buy the wee strappy top and show her bump to the world...she quickly informed me that it's not actually a top, it's a bit that you put round your middle to cover your bump...riiiiight says Dizz, nodding, how odd.

I could go on with what each shop revealed but I won't cos it was mainly just me demonstrating total ignorance of maternity wear. The funniest bit by far was one dress in TopShop that can only be described as the Von Trapp family meet the smock top brigade in a shim-sham of brown nastiness, sheeesh it was hideous! When R put it on and emerged out of the changing room we fell about laughing. I mean seriously, who is going to buy that? Even R who is pregnant looked like a marquee in it!

We did succeed in finding a few things but I have to tell you peeps, the maternity sections are seriously lacking. I don't know what I would do if it were me, but then I suppose it's ultimately a matter of comfort over fabulous style at the end of the day. They don't have the same disposable fashion that I enjoy. Good job I'm not going to be a mama then.

And how good was I? The only thing I bought was lunch, and that was very yummy indeedy. It's really easy though cos everything in the shops is nast-ee. We are talking smock-top-tastic. In every single shop. Huge jersey, huge patterns smock tops that would even make Kate Moss look preggers. I say no, no, no.

Ta-ta x