Saturday, 31 October 2009

Ode to Topshop

Before I arrived in France I was under the impression that the French were very chic, and I was therefore excited about the prospect of buying French clothes and returning to England 87times more stylish than when I left...I was wrong.

I am living in the city of Le Havre in Normandy, it isn't the centre of the fashion universe but it is well known for having a lot of shops. Seriously, the main thing to do here is shop. And yet I have failed to buy anything more than a beige cardigan (from H&M...I could have bought it at home). I am in serious need of a pair of winter boots, but prices here are so expensive, and tastes so dissimmilar to my own, that I fear I will be parading about in ballet pumps as the snow begins to fall.

I miss Topshop. I've been stalking a jumper on the website for about a month now, and just when I was going to take the plunge it's disappeared. Just my luck. It's saving me money, but costing me style (and more importantly warmth). I'm planning an online trolley dash sometime this week, but what to buy...?


P.S. France is amazing for food. I am addicted to pain aux raisins. I will never fit in the Topshop clothes I end up buying.

1 comment:

Marta Represa said...

You're right, shopping in France is really not as good as in England unless you really know where to go!
Long live Topshop.