nan you're a window shopper

Vivienne Westwood is one of those stores I am afraid to go into. I know that if I do, the salesgirls in their amazing outfits will take one look at me and know I cannot afford anything in their shop. I think I was scarred during my cringe-worthy trip to the flagship Chanel boutique in Paris, when I was seventeen and went inside wearing FLIP FLOPS. Yeah. Bad.

So for now, while a starving student, I avoid entering Vivienne Westwood, even though I would LOVE to take pictures inside. Although the mean salesgirls would probably frown on that. Instead I settle for the window displays. Unfortunately they are super reflective.

If I was a rich girl


Think what that money could bring


I'd buy everything

Clean out Vivienne Westwood


See I'd have all the money in the world


If I was a wealthy girl


My cash flow would never ever end


Vivienne Westwood can't go wrong


Please book me first class to my fancy
house in London town.

(yes, those are Gwen Stefani lyrics, what of it?)
xx