So I have tracked down the Chloe-fake shoes at Top Shop in Covent garden and bought them. It was only by pure luck. The sales assistant I asked said there were none in stock. Fortunately another member of staff overheard and rescued a renegade pair from the stock room that she had remembered being delivered over from another store. I thanked her so much she looked at me as if I was a weird desperate foot fetishist (insert correct term). In buying them I have saved £700 - the real ones are £800 and then some.
But with a ying there always has to be a yang.
So I popped out of work while I was waiting for a meeting to get my eyelashes and eyebrows tinted, as I had done in Swansea (it immediately looked nice there...they do it in the middle of Debenhams department store so it has to). Unfortunately the woman didn't understand when I said the word "natural" and has given me almost BLACK eyebrows. And not just that! She thickened them. I've got two slugs on my face! It looks fucking ridiculous. I look like frankenstein's aunt. In an effort to get rid of some of the hair she'd just died I told her to pluck them. The worst bit is I had to go straight back to work afterwards with frankenstein eyebrows and bright pink skin all around them.
The moral of the story?
Don't be a retard and get your eyebrows done in the middle of a work day.
PS. Its now pissing it down outside. The weather understands my anguish.