A lot of Londoners got shopping-merry last night as it was the Carnaby Street (in conjunction with Grazia) late night shopping event offering 20% in a LOT of my favourite Carnaby stores (59 Broadwick Street, Dispensary and Concrete, together is my Carnaby fave trio…). In other words, it was am awfully bad time to be experiencing a Susie Shopping Block. A lot of people experience the same thing but I get it to the point of childish stubbornness. Nothing catches my eye. I pick up things with semi-interest only to put them down again after talking myself into thinking that I don’t ACTUALLY need that (if I was my normal self, I’d be doing the opposite and talking myself into thinking that yes, that item was an absolute necessity). I walk around with a scowl and lament that there is NOTHING in the shops (this is course a fallacy but I’m in Susie Shopping Block mode and I don’t heed any words of reason…). With my frustration increased, I then proceed to rifle through shops in desperation which finally culminates in me storming off to find a nice decent meal to appease me instead (last night, it was grilled lamb cutlets with aubergine and tomato and potato dauphinoise).
I’m glad one street in London has got it right with the Christmas lights… love the subtle reflective qualities of the ‘paper’ chains.
It was also the opening of the Soho branch of the Spitalfields store Hurwundeki. Sushi and champagne all round. Rather than looking at the stores’ wares, I got a little obsessed with this lady’s animal print dress that is ever so pretty (as opposed to being rooooar!)
At 22 Carnaby Street (aka Swear shoes), the block got even more irritating when the boyf scooped a lovely Peoples Market tuxedo jacket and grey casual shirt. ‘What the hell is wrong with me’ was what I was thinking. At Beyond the Valley, one of the cutest-stocked stores in London, I just looked at things with a rather non plussed glazed look in my eye.
Surely at Kingly Court where there are stores like Sam Greenberg, Twinkled, Tashi, Black Pearl, Love Vintage and Harriet’s Muse to tempt me, something would come to me! Nope…nada…zilch…. save for the free cup of mulled wine that made me feel a bit queasy….
American Apparel was the last pitstop that should have yielded something but by that time, I was hungry, a little ill and well into the advance stages of Susie’s Shopping Block. As my peevish antics are well over, I do hope lots of you people who were there last night got a lot of joy out of their 20% shopping.