WHAT A DIFFERENCE FOUR DAYS MAKES

Oh Net-A-Porter, how you have transformed an otherwise dull-ass Friday into the day my life became complete. Ok, that might be taking it a bit far. But I'm sure you'd feel the same elation which I currently am, had your new PVC & leather combined 3.1 Philip Lim clutch just arrived in the post. 

Smith's judging eyes couldn't even wipe the dorky smile off my face. So here's to you, bag of (no) hidden treasures, we're about to start a wonderful life together. 

View the rest of the collection here and here.

FREE SHIT

Klein's Perfumery, a store which up until Christmas Day, I had no idea existed. However, having been so very generously gifted a (gift)certificate from Mr Smith's parents, I knew I'd have to give this place a visit, and pronto. Even "fake" money somehow manages to burn a whole in my pocket. I disgress.

I made the trip over to good old Fitzroy yesterday and, holy shitballs, how I lived without this store in my life up until now I have no idea. 

  

The only thing I had pre-meditated using my voucher on was an exfoliator. Because what better way to treat yourself than scrubbing your body with what feels like a sand-paste mixture. Yummy. After speaking to the super knowledgable sales assistant, who simply stated 'if I could handle the smell of this stuff, it's definitely the one to get' I had pretty much decided this was the one for me. I won't lie and say it took much convincing, almost as soon as I saw it was l'Occitane I was sold. Don't ask me why, I've never owned anything by the French brand which could either prove or disprove my opinion of it being fancy and, for lack of a better word, good. 

However, after now using it for the first time I can indeed confirm that this shit is is balls to the walls awesome. I left the shower feeling baby butt soft and if that isn't the aim of a good exfoliator I don't know what is. So, in short, I would highly recommend this bad boy for anyone a. willing to spend $55 for a product which is on your body for approximately 2.5 minutes and b. who doesn't mind smelling like Play-Doh. It'll re-ignite some glorious childhood memories if nothing else.

 

As for the unneccesary gathering of (yet more) candles. I knew once I found these little scamps, the original thoughts swirling around my brain of taking the matching moisturiser to the exfoliator home, were a pipe-dream that only the past me could deliberate on. 

Plus, 5 new treats are totally (TOTES) better than 2. And let's face it, the whole trip was a meagre attempt at taking home the most goods, for as close to $100 (voucher value), as possible.

TREAT YO'SELF

 

To celebrate the fact I still have Christmas money on the 7th of Jan what do I do? That's right, blow 75% of it in one swift click of a button. Personally, I feel a plastic clutch is maybe not so much of a steal at 300 bucks, however, completely justified it to myself being that until a few weeks previously you would have to give up over 600 of your hard earned dollars for this baby. 

I somehow feel Mr Smith is not going to be getting behind on my reasoning but hey, you can't win 'em all. And this bag is bomb-ass.