out on your corner in the pouring rain

First of all i would like to give you all this qwerty hug - o|-< - to apologise for the extreme abandonment on my part, you're all the prettiest most coolest people ever, you all rule and i drool. How's that? Excellent, moving on for now, i'll explain all in my next post which will probably be tomorrow if i don't go to the wetherspoon's christmas quiz. How cool am i?

Raw Edge Boutique went online on the 31st October, offering the fashionable population one of a kind garms, unavailable on the high street. Yes there are beautiful - but few - fabrical porn pieces, yes they're reasonable priced, yes their blog offers tons of show-biz goss and their take on future fashion trends. The only bad side? I want it all but my purse isn't as big as my wardrobe needs! I keep getting e-mailed about and discovering beautifully stocked websites, then i take one look at my online banking statement, then one look at my shopping basket and find myself making this noise; "ohhhhwwww". Anyway, as my bank account can never hold this blogger back from doing some good old hearty windows explorer shopping (i actually use safari but windows ties in better), i browsed the website and shallowly picked out the prettiest subjects. I somewhat apologise for doing this again, i know a lot of you slap my wrist for introducing you to new websites, teasing you with new perv-worthy subjects which make you cancel your life insurance to afford a floral number. 

Here are my picks:-

001. £25     |     002. £18     |     003. £18     |     004. £25     |
005. £10     |     006. £32     |     007. £12     |     008. £18     |
009. £25     |     010. £18     |     011. £20     |     012. £41     |

I do love these garms, but none of them were in my size, sooo devastated but maybe you lot can snatch them up before someone else does.

Anyway, sorry i haven't shown you what i got from H&M when i went to london yet, but i couldn't find any of the stuff i bought on t'internet so i'll just wait until i get my camera for christmas and photograph my lame self in them instead. Deal?

P & L