Some days, shopping is an epic struggle. Nothing goes properly. Nothing is quite in stock. Instead, between us, we have achieved….
Shoes for dainty feet
Four bras (one sports. Finally I have bought a new sports bra)
Four pairs of knickers
Three pairs of tights
Two small bags to hold bridesmaids’ medications
Three handmade baby hats, one novelty yarn scarf, a silly pencil, glorious mittens and an owl from this lovely shop (which has remarkably reasonable prices, and I am never knitting a laceweight baby shawl again, I shall support the lovely ladies who knit for the shop).
Earrings and necklaces (four pairs, two necklaces: you know how jewellery comes in sets? That.)
Hair decoration stuff.
Somehow we managed to fit in lunch, a detour to Lakeland, and tea as well. No photos of Edinburgh, but we shall take some tomorrow.
Being a bridesmaid is fun. We spent the evening trying on dresses and trying out hair dos. We think we’ve got that sussed too. Gotta love a Patrick Cameron hairdressing book. Step by step picture instructions and all the mystery of updo’s disappears. (No, I’m not entirely sure about that apostrophe either. But updos looks weird, So I shall stick with the apostrophe).