I'm sorry if the Aussie thing is a little deja-vu-esque after yesterday's post but hey, how can I not bang on about it when I have The Joys Stores in Queensland to thank for getting me out of my mini-shopping drought. Now I hate to sound like some sort of 'ditz with a credit card' to quote Clueless, but I'm used to doing regularly surrounded by shops. It could be a mini-lunchtime peek on the shops on Lamb's Conduit Street, could be a quick dash to Topshop, it could be a mini perusal after work, then at the weekend, I'll do my usual long-ass shopping routes. This might not even involve buying anything but at least it's physical contact with the stuff that I'm supposedly harping on about it here on this very blog. Of late though, quite literally I've run out of time. By the time I've finished work, everything is shut save for Topshop and it's just depressing when you are dawdling around Oxford Street at around 8-ish. I'm then too tired at weekends to venture out to the shops, saving my energy for evening excursions so if you asked me what was the last thing I bought, I can't remember. I do realise in physical time, that it was only three weeks ago that I made a purchase but for me that is an absolute age...and yes I did just sound like an annoying shopping brat there.
Still, enough of the grievances. The Joy Stores, which comprises of two stores; Joy Electric and Joy Hysteric, with the Hysteric portion being an online boutique has broken the drought and more specifically, it is Tristan Blair's chick wedges which have done it. With a stonkingly good sale price, an fairly good AUD-GBP exchange and a pair of size 38's languishing, I had to say yes. These will be my useful long-stomping shoes during the fashion weeks in September.
I'm not going to act like a know-it-all about this Aussie shoe designer because how could I compete with Imelda's documentations of Tristan's footwear antics. I'm not even going to try. Even my images can't trump Imelda's because of a very blurry PDF format of his SS08-9 collection that equates to poor image turnout. I'm thinking it's a good thing though that the images are overexposed to light because I can already make out about five pairs of shoes that I'd plunk the cash down for. If I got any images of the high-res sort, I might be ringing up Tristan from my nearly-barred mobile (a bill of £350 this month...I think that's a personal best..) and demanding why he isn't stocked in the UK.
