Aaaaaand, exhale: I just finished my motherfudging degree, guys! I apologise truly, madly, deeply for my prolonged and shoddy absence, but I promise that I shall be nothing but on the blogosphere scene big time from now on. In my interim of absence, I’ve still managed to spend way too much money on fashion and beauty splurges, so anticipate an onslaught of pretty things – until I fritter away the last £80 of my overdraft and start writing posts about how much I now despise baked beans. P.s. I know I’ve only finished less than 48 hours ago, but can someone give me a proper job now, please? I’m already getting bored.
This haul was a perfect example of how one can get horribly caught up with the infamous 3-for-2 offer that has taken the bank accounts of many, many beauty bloggers. In my infinite wisdom/make-up excitement goggles, I walked out of the shop having spent ninety-one pounds. Now, usually, I spend maybe £14 at most and, admittedly, I had just received a pretty influx of cash as it was my 21st birthday a couple of weeks ago – but nearly one hundred squids? Jeez.
The most disconcerting aspect of this major overspend is that I don’t particularly regret it. Usually, shopping sprees result in superfluous purchases that imminently get banished to the dirty depths of the makeup bag – or worst still, in an exclusive bag of rejects, but this time – one and a half products aside – I’m actually really chuffed with everything purchased. And, if you’re a frequenter of my blog, you’ll know that I’m a right fusspot of a picky bitch to please.
I’m not going to go into major deetz with these pieces as, hopefully, I’d like to give them their own respective posts but, if not, I’ll definitely be writing them up in little baby batches. The first one will be about skincare either today or tomorrow, as I am now Garnier’s biggest fan after discovering the blogger fave that is their Micellar Cleansing Water. If you’re too lazy for a religiously laborious skincare routine, but scared of the genuine shitness of face-wipes like me; you’re going to want to give this stuff a bash.
Go forth, and Boots haul, ladies – link me to your recent sprees so I can shop vicariously through you.
Damn, it’s good to be back.