Uniqlo Down Jacket, Aubin & Wills Blouse (not seen), Adidas Stan Smiths, New Look Jeans
I never learn. But then again I'm a bit of a lazy moo sometimes. I never expect to be recognised by anyone other than the people I already know. The cricket mums know me, the school mums know me, the mums group mums all know me. I feel quite safe rocking up as I am - no makeup, hair not brushed and in need of a cut and colour and no one says anything. I'm pretty low maintenance. I'm just Sue.
So meandering in to Margaret Howell yesterday in the York Outlet (George likes it in there because they have a bench and a box of kids books which he quite happily sits with - more shops should do this), I was suddenly aware that someone was talking to me and asking if I was Susie So So. Err yes, blush blush and then I found myself gabbling like a nutter to the ever so cool looking assistant, apologising for messy me and trying to make out I was a relatively normal sane person before eventually taking sanctuary in Hackett across the way.
The event rather tickled me and everyone's comments on Instagram made me laugh and reminded me of a certain show. You know the one .... "I'm a celebrity, get me out of here!" :)
Last Note :
- Hi! To the cool shopping assistant in MH yesterday if you're reading.
- Anyone else been spotted on their travels who blogs?