I’ve spent ages recently searching for an outfit for my youngest son’s wedding next month and I’ve done exactly the same as I always do with a big event. I got the outfit and it was swiftly followed by a crisis of confidence.
Last year I bought some pink court shoes for the wedding and thought I had it licked. It’s always the shoes I’ve had problems with in the past. Doesn’t help that having broken my foot a few years ago, I have to choose my footwear very carefully.
Anyway, I had the shoes and I managed to get the perfect little pink bag to go with them. Should be a doddle to find an outfit to match. Wrong. I’ve bought different shoes now (white ones – well I am from Essex - although I was strangely drawn towards those “nude” shoes which are starting to grow on me), but I so wanted to wear the pink ones.
Anyone who knows me will know about my aversion to shopping, particularly clothes shopping. Well it’s not so much the shopping as Other People – too many of them and I’m running back to the car in a panic. Being able to shop online has been a life saver.
I take a lot of notice of reviews. I trawl through them and it amazes me how people can rate the same item so differently. One reviewer will say something is “perfect for weddings, lovely quality, hangs beautifully” and another, “Rubbish material, thin and cheap looking, sent it back”.
Does anyone remember, “The Gullibles – they’re always falling for scams”? (Punt and Dennis). Well that is a phrase that often flits through my mind. If someone says in a review that shoes are the smartest on the planet, I will believe them. Why? Because I don’t trust my own judgement, not an inch of it, but I will trust the opinion of a stranger and if they’ve said they’re all right, then they must be.
That’s another thing – what if someone else is wearing the same dress as me? Well that’s easily sorted because no one in their right mind would want to wear that dress to a wedding…. See my problem? I can argue with myself till I’m blue in the face – and often do.
At the end of the day the clothes don’t matter – no one is going to be looking at me with a beautiful bride, handsome groom and a whole host of gorgeous bridesmaids to gaze at. There. Sorted.
Thankfully I don’t lead such a confused existence when it comes to reading matter. I know what I like! I will read reviews, yes, but I base my purchases on past experience, recommendations from friends or from being grabbed by the first few pages.
At the moment I have been grabbed by the lovely Julian Clary. I got his Briefs Encountered for my birthday and couldn’t wait to get stuck in. I was delighted when I opened the front of the book to find a list of characters with brief descriptions. I love books that have character lists or maps in the front. Don’t ask me why. I just do.
Meanwhile in other news, the painting continues…