Turns out a couple of months ago I threw too much money on my credit card when the bill was due in a mad panic to avoid interest and late fees. I discovered this when I was about to do a mad panic and throw yet more money on but had somehow in my mad dash to the door had the foresight to put my bill in my bag and take it to work with me. This was how I discovered that I was most definitely well in the black.

Muahahahaha.

If that's not an excuse to shop, then it's certainly a sign from the Gods.

So after a long, leisurely brunch scoffing yum cha and meditating on the perfection of coconut milk pudding (the crack cocaine of the dessert world. One taste and you're hooked. You might as well stop even trying) I went in search of the perfect pair of red snakeskin wedges that I'd seen online.

(I subscribe to the Eurotrash style of couture - more is in fact more)

I'd been invited to a no-stiletto party and after sulking for a week ("How can you have a party without stilettos? I mean. *pause* Don't they understand? *pause* What do you mean I can't wear my stilettos?? *waaaaaaaaaiiiillllllllll*) I decided they were the answer to my prayers.

Two dresses (one strapless silk number and one leopard print red satin lined number), one pair of scrunchy chocolate boots and red snakeskin wedges and one soft knit number that hugs curves perfectly later I rocked up home to find a panicky message from my credit card company.

"Hi. This is Random-Employee from We're-Going-To-Gouge-You-If-You-Don't-Pay-Your-Card-On-Time. Can you please call us immediately."

I call them back and after a number of security checks, I get told "We just wanted to go over some transactions with you because you had a high number in a very short amount of time".

Ha! You know you've gone on a shopping spree when your credit card company thinks someone's stolen your card!