five gold rings

I often have to wait half an hour in Reading station area for my connecting bus home from work -have I mentioned that I can't drive?!. This often involves the routine of 1) going to Reading station toilets for a slash 2) killing a bit of time putting on some blusher or lippy 3) getting some cash out and being convinced my card will be cloned and all my money will be gone 4) going in to Accessorize to ogle and get looked at suspiciously because I am often a bag lady shoplifter looking type.

I want to buy everything from Accessorize at the moment. They even have frou-frou (my name for poodles which I have a collection of- not real ones, euw dogs- I'll share sometime) christmas decorations and socks. But it is Christmas and I'm not supposed to be buying for myself so I have added few things to my list of potential extra pressies for others, so Amy, you aren't allowed on the website or in the shop, and just incase they read this neither are Sammi or Elle. This limited what I could pick from the website but here are a couple of cuties:
Well it wouldn't be Christmas without a new pair of pants would it? Fuck you Noemie Lenoir, I'll be packing my cellulite jaboot in to a pair of ridiculous novelty briefs, YOU CAN'T TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME.

I know this is a well known shop and not a little label I've discovered or anything but I think the old hats of the British high street deserve credit from time to time when they come out with a good collection.