Everyone wants new things. Sometimes it’s a pair of shoes – actually most of the time it’s a pair of shoes but sometimes we deviate from novo and want something else instead. New bags, new glad rags and sometimes we want something new that we can’t buy in a store and then that’s when we run into trouble.
I have cash to burn. Well, not really, but I seem to be always able to find it when those shiny, red, patent ballet flats seem to be on sale. But this time what I want doesn’t seem to be for sale in any shop. We have friends that keep us grounded, that build us up and we have friends that can tear us down
life in big frilly knickers 