Shopping, its a woman's game.

I am going to indulge myself by writing about my favourite thing in the whole wide wonderful world. Shopping.
For some people a small piece of chocolate is enough to lighten their mood. An hour at the gym gives others that much needed adrenaline kick.
For me however, there is nothing more spine -tinglingly enthralling then purchasing a beautiful new leather bag. Or satin stilettos, or a cahsmere jumper, a silk pashmina; handing over that crisp note in exchange for that gorgeous emerald dress that youv'e wanted for so long!
I have already sworn that i will never intentionally go shopping with a man. It makes me laugh to see women dragging their boyfreinds round the shops, the men don't want to be there, all that yawning and foot shuffling they are doing ladies, that means they are bored and would rather be in the pub!
And i say let them go! They want to watch sport and play pool and drink beer, we want to by pretty things without being interupted. I'm going to make a sweeping statement and say that this theory applies to most couples (please dont try and hunt me down and accuse me of stereotyping and being sexist, because quite frankly, i disagree). So i'll see you in Topshop then girls, i'll be the one drooling with desire near the jewellery section.