i went shopping after work today, and i tried out a new strategy: a more offensive kind of shopping. instead of my normal vacillating shopping style i decided to buy the first skirt i saw in the first shop i entered. the new strategy seemed to work, when i left sollefteƄ i had bought a skirt, a blouse, my first pair of high-heeled shoes (tommy says i walk like a man in them... i'm going to ask a friend/colleague for a lesson in high-heel-walking. when you're 30 you should be able to walk in high heels...), slippers for work (my very funny and much loved striped clown slippers have more holes than soles now...) and a pair of striped socks. i'm quite satisfied with the result.