In London I was walking Sloane Street and popped into Ventilo at the Sloane Square end on the street. Ventilo is a French label which I like very much. I already have a couple of items and it used to be stocked in the second incarnation of Georges which went broke. Anyway they still had some summer items on sale for half price. So I got some linen pants and a linen knit top in terracotta. I also couldn't resist some aubergerine coloured wool pants and a scarf from the new winter range (full price).
Next was Berlin. I bought an 'interesting' dark denim skirt which has created a problem. The denim is so heavy that the German army could have worn it for the advance to Moscow - on either occasion. Increases the weight of my case and too heavy to post, although I will get a quote from the French post office. Next was four pairs of 'interesting' German pantihose at half price. One pair is probably a mistake - Jack looked a bit startled when I gave him a preview. Then I found a local designer in the very trendy (alternative) area of Berlin called the Barn. Found a dress on sale, again very interesting. Choice was a bit limited as the clothes seemed to be designed for those who are at least two kilos lighter than I am. Anyway I loved one dress that fitted appropriately and grabbed it. The last one and another local woman wanted it as well - I was first but she was hoping I would not finalise the transaction. When I did the very nice man said the Australian actress **** ********* bought that dress. I have used asterisks because I don't want Google searches to pick up the name. It seems she didn't bother with the tax refund forms.
The next challenge will be Paris. My friend Penelope has sussed out the vintage shops for me. I have made some progress in losing the two kilos I seem to have acquired on the flight over. All the walking seems to have done it. We averaged about 12 kilometres a day in Berlin.
This morning, in San Sebastian, we went to the beach. Heavenly. A lovely curved beach, like Bondi, only the Atlantic. Not touristy, lots of locals of all shapes and sizes although the dominant shape seemed to be the boiled egg. Heaps of old women in two piece without a care in the world, or, apparently, block out.
Tomorrow we meet our friends Richard and Corinne. Jack will have to be wrapped in a towel for a few hours while we wash his clothes. Couldn't wash them in Amsterdam as the hotel was too crummy. Here in San Sebastian the hotel is too fancy. The have a laundry service but Jack insisted he could hang in - probably right but only just.
The pix that follow show the beach at San Sebastian and 2 of the tourists who went there.
oh - I thought Jack was posting until I read that bit about the denim skirt and the stockings! Nice to hear you are still saving via the sales. xOphelia
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