I spend money like it’s going out of fashion. I’m an impulsive buyer and I’m one of those who can’t just go out and buy a skirt; I have to buy the top, the shoes, the lingerie, the accessories, the bag, the soundtrack and the kitchen sink to go with it.
At the moment, I’m going through a phase of buying books where ever I go. I buy billions in Oxfam because they’re about a pound but Jesus H Christ, look what I purchased today:
What do you see before you?
Two books that I bought for seventy-pissing-five pence. I almost lost control of my bowels at that.
Onto the bookshelf! But in a slightly disorganised and shabby chic way that is totally mastered but is to look like I’m so nonchalant about it all.