Not wishing to appear rude I quickly tapped away and ordered a new top for Friday night.
And not wishing to stop there I ordered some rather lovely patent black brogues which will look very nifty with everything I wear and make me look like Alexa Chung.
They arrived today.
The other half hates them.
He said "You're not wearing them when you go out with me!"
Like someone's Dad!
What does he know about fashion anyway? He still wears a top he had when I first met him. Thirteen years ago!