Topshop: Is The Love Affair Over?

The answer to that question, of course, is no. I can do this, I thought, scrolling the jumpsuits of George at Asda online on an average evening at home.  I could get a whole new outfit for Piglet’s birthday and it will cost all of £12.  Hey, I might even go to Asda, the real…

The Moment You Realise You’ve Turned Into Your Mother

This bank holiday weekend, I decided it was time to revisit an old hobby that has somewhat fallen by the wayside since I had a baby. Yes, I went shopping. I arrived home, laden with shopping bags full of clothes, just like in the olden days when I used to spend every weekend admiring the…

Giving Myself a Mummy Makeover

It’s Mother’s Day!  Yay!  The one day of the year when we are allowed to lie in bed all day being fanned with giant feathery fans by our children, while they behave perfectly, bring us an endless selection of dainty morsels on silver trays and present us with giant homemade cards Pinterest would be jealous of. Or…

And the winner of the Best Dressed Baby Award is….

It sounds like something out of the Smash Hits Poll Winners Party circa 1993, but it’s official, I have the best dressed baby in Wembley.  Winner of the Elle Style Awards, Special Commendation from Anna Wintour, Vogue Baby of the Year.  Move over Blue Ivy, Prince George and North West.  Yes, the play worker at…

The Desperate State of Shopping with No Money

So today I was so desperate to get out of the house that I sat in Starbucks for an hour sipping a latte. A LATTE.  This is very bad on the money-saving front.  That £2.25 would have bought three days worth of food in the halal shop.  At least I didn’t buy any cake.  This…