And it didn't end up with me dressed head to toe in 'Hello Kitty'.
I don't take DD clothes shopping, I very rarely go clothes shopping. But there we were, in H&M to get something for a young relative's birthday and I thought I would risk a quick fling round the grown-up bit to find something soft and shapeless.
Always better with a role to play, I asked DD to be my fashion assistant. She took this job very seriously and wandered off on search of pretty things for mummy.
Apart from a beige lace body-con mini dress that would have made an excellent sausage casing, she made some great choices. Not stuff I would have picked up at all - a bright red dress and a kimono style jacket - but both of which I loved when I tried them on.
I had to drag her away from a sequinned evening gown in the end 'but it seems such a pity to leave it there, mummy.'
So, for a style break from your normal routine, I recommend a miniature personal shopper, not least because the evil glare of the changing room mirror is considerably lessened by someone saying 'lovely mummy' which ever way you look.