Milk & Manolos

Any website that’s opens with “you have a better life if you where impressive clothes” has got to be a winner. With Miss Westwood’s words ringing in my ears, I kicked of the shoes, poured a glass of wine and thanked God I’d discovered it after the 7.30 watershed.

As a dedicated follower of fashion, stumbling across I Am Fashion has possibly made my clothes wearing year. Since doing so, I’m adoring it big time. Up to the minute fashion news presented with images galore for quick reference. It’s like an online Vogue meets fashion Wikipedia. You can digest it’s contents in short bursts which I love.

What every fashionista needs is two brave soldiers, out there on the front line to sound the bell, warning us what is to come - there’s no doubting that in Harrods Girl and Barneys Girl you get just that.

I’m quite possibly preaching to the converted, but for those of you who are yet to discover the joys of doing your grocery shopping online, I urge you to give it a go.

I love little more than a full on grocery shop, particularly en famille, but as life’s got busier so too has our shopping bill. The temptation of time saving treats was quite frequently too much for the Husband and I to bear - not to mention the ability for one of us to remember the vital pound coin for our rather unwilling and independent trolley. Then of course, there is keeping the Munchkin amused throughout the proceedings which is a whole different story.

I’m a Sainsbury’s girl through and through. How thoroughly middle class. We choose our hour slot and I shop away on line over the course of the week, sending my finite order by 6 pm the night before it’s due. They even remember our regular items which helps save on time. They’re rarely late, however if they are, we have a whole £10 off our next week’s shop.

Of course every supermarket is in on the act, Tescos, Waitrose and Asda all offer their own services. One gem I must pass on, is to avoid the purchase of any fruit and veg, simply because you’ll more likely than not end up with the least appealing specimens, often a little passed their prime.

Now what are you waiting for ?

The Munchkin has now moved onto counting. I sat with her the other day, my mouth wide open, as she counted 6 dogs in one of her picture books. She truly is a genius I thought. That was until the Husband came home and my adorable little Monkey refused to perform. Two Three Two. Four Ten. Her earlier performance sadly just a fluke. Either that or she’s already clicked that men prefer it if you play down your intelligence, in which case I’m tempted to phone Mensa now.

My mission now is that she learn the numbers one to ten before her second birthday at the end of this month. Pushy ? moi ? On a recent shopping trip to all our favourite Munchkin type shops I was more than a little bored by the traditional posters and wall hangings encouraging this numerical milestone. So much so I set out on line, credit card at the ready to find something a little bit more exciting and at Robin Rosenthal’s website I did just that.

Sleek modern designs are where he’s at and I for one am over the moon to find something that doesn’t involve felt or laminated card. I ordered one of each because I couldn’t resist it. I do have a genius to train, after all.