WHERE THERE'S NO GLAMOUR, YOU HAVE TO WORK WITH WHAT YOU HAVE
Three days into my Sweden- trip I’m starting to panic a little. Over all the trees, it being so quiet and so forth. Seriously, even the GYM doesn’t open here until 14.30 on Sundays. What’s wrong with this place?? To make myself feel better I’ve painted my nails shock pink (that usually works) and tried my new lipglosses that I bought at the airport. Even though I have ZERO money I felt like a new Juicy Tube and a Victoria Secret’s lip plumper was something that should be prioritized. I tried to buy them when my dad wasn’t around, but he knocked on my shoulder right when I was standing at the till. Hm.. And then I had to explain the difference between the shades “Baby Pink” and “Strawberry Pink” and why it’s essential to have both. And that I definitely need more Victoria’s Secret hand disinfectant (it’s scented!), since it’s the number one accessory for a hypochondriac like me.
I’ve also been looking at Agent Provocateur’s website (those of you who know me already know that I’m obsessed with lingerie- and shoes, and handbags, and dresses…) and almost felt some chest pain for not being able to buy anything at their sale. Mum had to drag me by the hair out of Selfridge’s lingerie department when we were there, me desperately clinging on to a tiny Dolce and Gabbana thong, fighting for my life and sobbing “but they’re so preeettyyyy!” I need to sort out my priorities.
So, tonight: SPA- evening. I also have lunch- plans with Linnea for tomorrow, that should DEFINITELY up the glam factor.
