Yet more New Look lauding…

Having been recruited by my corporate-finance type brother to assist in the expansion of his work wardrobe I felt compelled to at least pop into New Look and take a fleeting glance. Of course, the venture proved nothing but fruitless in many respects. Striped chav-ish shirts in a cotton akin to sandpaper, rather fat braces and ties – the antithesis to the currently coveted skinny variety, and pair after pair after pair of bloody acid wash jeans hung limply throughout the store. I was – as per usual – feeling utterly deflated.

However, all was not lost, soon I snatched a pair of charcoal grey slacks and a chocolate and grey v-neck jumper[yes the wool is of entirely questionable origin but for 6 euro!?, I, frankly, didn’t care and neither did client in question – aforementioned brother]. After such a positive and positively rare New Look experience we found ourselves equipped with new courage to tackle the shoes. This, is where the fun began.

The majority were on sale, shapeless canvas crap and other tasteless styles I can’t recall right now due to their distinctly bland profile. But among the mediocre mass was a v. handsome pair which I’m elated to proclaim were purchased for me by the commission-paying brother for the stately sum of, oh…7.50 euro…

Oh, by the by, I swear I’m not receiving copious sums of money for saying this…