HELLO SHOPPERS!
Well I do hope you all had a lovely Valentines Day with your special guys? I didn’t have one date this year I had quite a few….oh yes that’s right, and no it wasn’t because of my burgeoning popularity now that I have this lovely little website, it’s because I was invited speed dating! Yes my gorgeous girl pals and I threw caution to the wind and headed out for a va va voom Valentines extravaganza!
The invitation read ‘meet your Valentine match at London’s most fashionable venue’……fashionable …well I beg to differ….
If I could have had it my way I would have spent most of the evening under the ‘dating tables’ …and not for reasons you may think....
Suitor after suitor approached my table albeit for 3 minutes at a time and honestly it was like a bad taste catwalk reminiscent of the 1980’s, an era that fashion should really forget! Patch work knee length leather coats, polyester high waisted slacks and tight sweaters in colour hews that wouldn’t even make it onto a dulux colour chart….the night wasn’t going well.
They say that a sure fire way to find your perfect man is by observing his shoes, so with that in mind I hit the floor and disappeared under the tables in search of the holy grail..the polished Gucci loafer.
So there I was on all fours crawling beneath the speed dating above, eyes peeled for any sign of Gucci.
As I crawled I was met with a sea of trainers and scuffed slip ons, my potential Mr Right evidently not present.
Suddenly, in the far distance I clocked them, two little pristine horse bits attached to high shined slick black loafers…THE GUCCI LOAFERS! I took off crawling beneath table after table after table, it seemed to take forever in my skin tight pencil skirt. Finally I was there , I lunged towards the trophies and clutched them with both hands. Completely forgetting where I was and startling their owner, who to my surprise screamed like a girl….
The moment I rose excitably from under the table to meet my Mr Gucci, was when I first realised that I had crawled out of the speed dating area in
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the cocktail bar and into the fine dining restaurant, it was also when I realised that Mr Gucci had body guards because his name was Elton John…
So as I realised the error of my ways and that I had probably just cost myself my invitation to Elton’s White Tie and Diamonds summer party , I couldn’t help but think that maybe I had acted in haste and that I may have overlooked my Mr Right who could well have been wearing trainers?...Food for thought ladies…and don’t panic ,if he was wearing trainers he wouldn’t be wearing them forever, as it’s our duty as women to make over our men, so guaranteed with a little help from all the lovely websites in my myguyonline directory, you’ll have him looking exactly the way you want him to in no time at all….so what are you waiting for …turn those too tight sweaters into shirts, slacks into designer denim..and trainers into the holy grail. Happy shopping! You’ll find all you’ll need in the clothing and accessories section on my website!
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