Gorgeous Spring Stuff and a Massive Clear Out

All hail Vinted and Hello again Habitat

Good morning! What a week - it has really turned in to Spring hasn’t it! Am now, VERY much hoping that the weather doesn’t do a massive U-turn and start snowing, BUT gently gently catchee monkey or whatever the saying is.

This week I have been RUTHLESS in the bedroom. RUTHLESS I tell you. And I have no regrets.

The trouble started when I had to pick something to wear to a funeral. I searched my entire wardrobe and although it was FULL, I had nothing to wear. NOT A STITCH. NADA. SO dramatic (rolls eyes at self)… nothing I wanted to wear anyway.

It escalated - you know when you just pull every thing out of your wardrobe? Yeah THAT.

It was time for a major sort out. Won’t take long, a mere jiffy, I thought to myself. (I know. The level of delusion is up there at a 10 isn’t it) I dragged the old hanging rail out of the garage, erected it in the bedroom and took everything out of my wardrobe (URGH)

The rail was soon heaving under the weight of stuff I no longer wear. Lovely stuff, actually, but stuff that I go straight past, over and over again when I am rifling through on the hunt for something to put on that doesn’t fall under the category of ‘dog walking gear’. The saying goes ‘we wear 20% of our clothes 80% of the time’ and never had that felt truer.

By the time it was all out, hung on the rail, dropped on the floor in to piles, bin bags gathered, the unsalvageable chucked, stuff that needed a wash thrown on to the landing, some of it already delivered safely back to the wardrobe and ALOT of it strewn over the bed in a sort of pile (mountain) for donating, I had had enough, and not for the first time considered having a massive bonfire right there. It was such a mess. I radioed Gav from the middle of the disaster zone, to inform him that we needed to move house immediately, sold as seen. Or maybe just deliver a cup of tea and a minty Club biscuit before I perished right where I was. Might not have been discovered for days. (well ok, an hour or two. Someone would have tripped over me on the way to the loo, surely)

We all know I believe a Minty Club biscuit possesses magical healing powers, so we (royal) soldiered on. You will no doubt be on your edge of your seat re the funeral outfit. I can report success. I dug out (I might say exhumed but considering the location of the up coming outing, let’s not say exhumed) a pair of black trousers that I hadn’t seen for ages, in fact I had no idea how long they’d been there, or indeed when they’d arrived but no matter. Black trousers and a cashmere jumper. Basic, smart and suitably invisible which is exactly how I like to be at a funeral. Sobbing quietly behind a big pair of Gucci sunglasses. Check.

Anyway, back to the carnage. Over the next day or two I managed to upload a lot of it on to Vinted and by the end of day 1 I had (almost given up the will to live) enough in the pot to buy a very nice bag from another seller. Sell to buy. HAPPY DAYS. If anyone is interested I am still adding stuff to my page FIND ME HERE I must admit that it’s a bit addictive and all the bits that were safely repatriated to my wardrobe, are probably not safe at all and if I do a second sweep it’s entirely possible I will have nothing left to wear. Disaster. (Read that with absolutely no hint of disaster at all. It is liberating! All that STUFF clogging up the airwaves. Stuff, off to new homes and my home can breathe again!)

Anyway

All of that meant I was holed up indoors and missing the glorious weather, but I was PLOTTING and I thought I would share with you, a DELICIOUS selection of Spring stuff that I tripped over online earlier this week and haven’t stopped thinking about, since.

It all started when I was listening to a podcast and pricked up my ears when I heard Andrew Tanner talking. He is head of design at Habitat, and has taken over the legacy laid down by the late great Sir Terence Conran. He was talking about all the fantastic collaborations in the pipeline and the fact that the brand is SO accessible via Argos and Sainsburys (although I still miss the massive Habitat we used to have on Guildford high street)

As any self respecting shopper would, I jumped to Google to see what kind of thing was on offer. WHAT a feast for the eyes (and wallet) Brace yourself Sheila. We are going in.

I have fallen hook line and sinker for this collaboration between Habitat, Sanderson and The National Trust. Just look at the details on this tablecloth!! I’d wear it as a dress if I could, tbh.

1. TABLECLOTH LINKED HERE

   

2. RUNNER LINKED HERE - it’s £15 and reversible

LARGE STRIPED JUG LINKED HERE £12 vase-jug-jug-vase

DIDDY VERSION LINKED HERE £8 and there are little bowls to match.

REVERSIBLE PLACEMATS £12 for a pair

And the seat pads GAHHHH!! SEAT PADS LINKED HERE

SET OF 4 NAPKINS £10 absolute steal

Imagine the Easter/ Summer table - just so lovely!

Now, I love an umbrella and spotted two which are amazing value and when I shared them on my stories last week, the link clicks showed me that it wasn’t just me who thought they were EXCELLENT.

At £25 the price is UNBELIEVABLE

FLORAL UMBRELLA LINKED Lovely vintage vibes here and there are deckchairs and bean bags to match

All of this dangerous warm weather talk! I haven’t gone full flip flop just yet. However I fell over a gorgeous Spring coat while I was searching for a longer line denim jacket. Stay with me on this because I also love a trench. I have been after a khaki Burberry trench for AGES - scouring vintage markets and sites and annoyingly they have always alluded me for one reason or another. Usually because they are frustratingly expensive.

Imagine how I felt when I discovered this beauty, my little wish list, merged. I bring you a khaki denim trench, (available in 3 colours) soft and drapey - and oversized. I sized down to a 10 and it is still generous. It is DELICIOUS. LINKED HERE

(I mean, ok it’s not a Burberry, but on the bright side, I didn’t have to sell a kidney)

It has scratched the khaki trench itch for sure. I am really happy with it (But definitely size down and if you are the smaller end of a size, you could probably size down twice)

Right - that’s enough of my nollygagging for today. That’s a word SO normal in our family but when I typed it, it looked weird and I wondered if it is a real word - Google it seems, thinks it’s LOLLYGAG - to dawdle. But in my family it’s NOLLYGAG - to chat too much.…and now, rather devastatingly it seems there is a distinct possibility that for half a century I have been using a made up word and I think I may be in need of another emergency minty Club biscuit, for the shock of it. (The irony of that longwinded explanation for chatting too much, is not lost on me either haha)

As always, thank you very much for attending our Sunday meeting! Time to crack on with the day. I will be mainly packing Vinted orders and admiring an empty wardrobe. Not quite ready to brave the loft and the Summer clothes switchover juuuuust yet though!

Have a lovely week and I will be back next Sunday - 8.30am sharp

Much love. (Send help)

Sally xx

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