|Oh so true... [Source]|
With my whole weekend ahead of me I had options for once. As I am moving into my new home very soon, I thought I had best get shopping and actually buying items for it. To say I have been a bit lax with the whole furniture thing is an understatement. So I headed off to my favourite place - Ikea.
But, Ikea on a Saturday? I have lessons to learn. Not only was the car park congested (more gates had to be open to help) but the store itself was just crazy. For once I actually did not enjoy my time there. How was I supposed to pretend living rooms and bedrooms were mine when an army of people kept walking in? So I gave up before I had a breakdown in the wardrobe area - I am too young for that.
|Seriously.. Get out of my bedroom(s)|
I then left and headed over to shops to look at home ware items. Unfortunately I didn't have much luck there. I became rather overwhelmed by all the pots, pans, kettles, toasters, place mats, cutlery and so on. For fear of another meltdown due to overwhelming amount of home ware I decided to do what I do best and that was head to clothing store.
Now this is what I am good at - shopping! I managed to pick up quite the bargain too. I found a lovely blazer in H&M which is a bit of a drastic step away from my usual look. A blazer I know is not too different and I am married to mine in the warmer months here in the UK, however, this blazer was bright pink. I paired it with a Topshop dress and it looked pretty good if I do say so myself.
|Sleeves rolled up above wrists, unbuttoned over a LBD - Hello Saturday night! [Source]|
It was also a big night on Saturday. It was my first night out since New Year's Eve. I figured it was time to try getting out after all the illnesses have struck me and I had a great time. I drank and danced the night away with one of my best friends Miss Hair. She is a great laugh and knows exactly how to cheer me up. The music was great which helped the night along.
My Sunday was a quieter affair with another trip to Ikea (still busy but a little less manic) and eventually ordering my wardrobe. I then had the option of picking my items or paying £20 for Ikea to do so. Me being me I decided that £20 was an insane price to pay for my wardrobe boxes to be picked so me and my Mam went off on our merry way. By the time I had reached the checkout I was aching slightly but there was no way it was £20 worth of ache. I may be little but I'm tough - take that Ikea!
|Let's hope when I come to build it, it still looks like this... [Source]|
How was your weekend? What was your fvourite part?
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