On my way home from a few hours at oxford street. I am desperate for new clothes and am 40 soon so would have loved a new outfit. These few hours to hit the shops were strategically planned - believe me
Literally feel like shooting myself. I used to be so good at style and clothes, and appeared put together and a bit 'on trend'
Now I have no idea what suits me. Kept catching myself in the mirror - just look like a fat frumpy mess.
Suddenly things that I thought looked good now make me look dreadful. I used to have gorgeous hair that was thick and in a sort of shaggy beachy wave style. It just looks a mess and it seems to be thinning out and lank.
Not sure what I'm posting for really, just feeling grumpy that I always assumed I'd have a fabulous time turning 40, and actually I just want to go and live in a cave.