Please, Don't Talk About My Skin

I've had acne since I was about 21. I have no idea what triggered it, but try as I might it will not shift. I've read every trick in the book to try and get rid of it: stopping drinking, cutting out gluten, trying every cosmetic ever recommended in every magazine. I take my make-up off before bed, I try not to touch my face at all and I more than regularly change my pillow cases. I've even changed my contraception in the hope that that might work. Nothing changes though. It doesn't matter how clean my lifestyle, I relentlessly have these bloody marks on my face.

Fashion: My three dream purchases

I'm not a fashion expert, I don't pretend to be. I, like most other females, love to shop, love clothes, and I lovelovelove getting a bargain. And that's the main premise of this blog really, the bargains that I find and sharing them with other thrifty/poor shoppers. However, I'm not going to act like I wouldn't like certain items if I had the money. I read all the magazines and there's always something new and shiny that I lust after, but despite the fleeting fashion romances there are a couple of luxury items that my mind always wanders back to and would be my first purchases if I had a lottery win.


1) The classic Burberry trench coat is a part of fashion history. Simple and elegant, it's good for all weather and won't date. I wore one to a New Year's Eve party once and hardly paid any attention to the night's festivities for the fear of losing or spilling something on it.

2) For a long time I was obsessed with the Mulberry Bayswater, but the Travel Day Bag has completely converted me. Every woman knows that finding the right black handbag is impossible. Just like finding the ultimate pair of jeans or the comfiest bra. I know that if I had this bag that my search would be over!

3) I've got so many black boots - military style, round toe, calf length. But I could actually get rid of all of them if I had a pair of Acne Pistols. Genuinely. When a colleague showed me her pair at lunch the other day I almost rugby tackled her to the floor (she looked about a size 7 too!).

A girl can dream!