Wednesday, 4 January 2012
Chazza Shop Challenge - Day 3.
In terms of adopting new lifestyle changes, such as starting a new diet, quitting cigs, getting off the crack etc, day three is notorious for being a bit of a bastard. It's about this time that the real cravings kick in, and with that comes the incandescent rage brought on by a body deprived of a steady supply of *insert vice here*. It's no suprise that many falter at the day 3 hurdle.
For me, Day 3 proved doubly frustrating. A base need for clothes that were both stylish (or at least style-aware) and suitable for walking around in the torrential downpour outside combined with the full barrage of nictotine withdrawal symptoms turned me into a bit of a Grumplestiltskin, I'm ashamed to admit. I think it was the lack of flat shoes that was most frustrating. Fortunately the dictator of the fashion gestapo/boyfriend was on hand to provide the voice of sanity and remind me that it's just fashion, and also that my housemate Sian had a spare pair of Converse in my size which meant I didn't have to ruin my nice 40's heels with puddle-splish. Unfortunately, my lack of a second hand wet weather coat forced me to grab the only rain-suitable item on the coatstand. It was a Young Guns hoodie. Young Guns are a band beloved by teen scene kids all over the UK, and are quite reminiscent of early FFAF/LostProphets - two bands from my local area that my friends and I grew up listening to. That hoodie, along with the Converse, ra-ra skirt and short black hair, made up almost an exact replica of what I would have worn to some lame pubescent emo gig aged 16. Fantastic. The rest of the outfit wasn't too bad though!
Hoody - left at our house (probz Ashleys), zebra cardi - donated by Rhi, denim shirt - Northcote Lane, rara skirt - Hobo's, Cons - Sians. Sorry Sian, earring - handmade Jack Skellington. Should have really got a close-up of that.
We decided to go for a little amble around the local chazza shops in order to find me a pair of trousers. I found zilch, but Oli got well into it, and came back with three new jumpers and a pair of skinnies - all for under a tenner. He's going to kill me for putting this up...