Yay! They’ve arrived. I can hardly contain my excitement.
What I hear you say?
You know… the one item I can’t stop gushing about on Instagram.
Let’s just rewind to last Monday, so you can try to get the visual picture of my utter madness…
I had made up my mind on the Sunday evening, that my life would not be complete without the addition Bohemian Traders Khaki Drop Crotch pant in it… Okay, so I like exaggerating, just bear with me, I trying to build the drama 😉
When Monday morning came, I was on a mission.
I had to have them…but if my observations were correct – BT had sold out of the small.
But I NEED them!
Of course, I didn’t let this minor detail deter me. Naah, – I’m built of stronger stuff than that.
I was always taught to ask politely for what you
need would like.
It always pays to ask, right?
Anyway, to solve my dilema, I crossed everything I could think of crossing, whilst typing a quick pleading email to the lovely Em over at BT.
I was praying that she had just ONE pair left in my size – Sorry girls, at this point I was only thinking of myself 😉
She said YES!
In fact, she had just listed the last two pairs in small.
This was all the confirmation I needed – those babies had to be mine.
My panic wasn’t over though – I still needed to secure them…You see, because I’m a greedy guts, I was also talking to Em about these wide leg jeans, that I also needed in my life, more about them in a minute.
Thank goodness she is a gem by responding at the speed of light to my requests.
Because remember, my mission was still not complete – I still had to place my order.
Let’s just confirm for the record. My adrenalin was pumping through my veins and I may just have done a victory fist-pump when the words ‘thank you for your order’ appeared on my screen.
From the moment on, I kept checking my emails to see if I’d been sent a tracking number.
I know. Outrageous. Give them a bloody chance Bev.
Truly, I’m not normally like this…I’m more of a laid back shopper.
My normal shopping motto is Que Sera, Sera – If I’m meant to have something, it will be there in my size. No drama.
But not last Monday. No Siree, I was a bloody loony. My hysteria was even driving me crazy.
Obsessed sounds more like the proper way to describe my behaviour.
Tell me I’m not alone. Do you ever get an attack of the crazies when you want something so badly?
You know, when you just can’t focus on anything other than what it is you’re lusting over?
Anyway, as soon as I received the email with my tracking number in a very timely fashion I might add (pun-intended) I found myself trying to track a parcel that I knew in my heart, had not even been collected.
What was wrong with me?
Full-on EXCITEMENT that’s what.
You know why? I had visualised myself wearing them for weeks.
I grab the black all the time. They have become my go-to item.
Why oh why had I waited so long to order the khaki drop crotch pair – I will never know.
Afterall, when you find something you adore that much, you NEED to have it in both available colours right?
Just if you can’t see the exquisite detail on the top here’s a close-up. Its stunning.
But before I dash off, just indulge me for a second while I was lyrical over the wide leg jeans I mentioned above.
Can one of you gorgeous creatures PLEASE buy them, so I can admire them from afar?
They are bloody amazing I tell you.
I LOVE them so much.
Only issue is, I have an abnormally long inside leg measurement, add to that my heel obsession and it makes the jeans just a touch too short on me.
It actually broke my heart to have to send them back…but I can’t stand my pants looking like they have had a row with my shoes.
So please let them go to a loving home…tag me on Instagram when you are wearing them and I promise to gush profusely!
Any suggestions on what I should get to replace them?
What have you bought or are you lusting over anything I should know about from Bohemian Traders collection?
It’s Wednesday again…I’m heading over to link-up with the gorgeous ladybug Kimbalikes
Drop crotch pants – not gifted – just loved.
Yassou Key Hole Top – gifted in accordance with my disclosure policy