Road To Nowhere

Oh...

She's got better.

Cancel the crate of champagne and I'll stop polishing my best grave-dancing shoes.

Ooh I love going to the hairdressers', getting a head massage, chatting to Nina and coming out with my hair all scuffy and short.

And it always leads to frock shopping. Well I just feel soooo good.

This wasn't a shopping mission, I was only looking. But there it was.

The dress.

Fine knit and periwinkle blue, it's exactly the same colour as the one Cinderella wears to the ball on the second night in the Ladybird book I had as a frock-loving seven year old. Oh yes, I've been obsessing about The Frocks for a long time. And its all empire line with pretty buttons and little waist tie and short sleeves and knee lenth and just beautiful.

And yes, I bought it. And now I'm so pleased with myself I need a nap.

And yes, pay-day is ten days off... but needs must when the devil drives.