Having survived almost a year in the South Island of New Zealand, thing were getting pretty desperate fashion-wise. Any fashion magazine worth it's salt is about $30 to import and you can FORGET about the shopping. There's nothing in between clothes that are suitable for nubile teens and grumpy grannies. NOTHING.
Special mention must go to ASOS for seeing me through this difficult time. Free delivery to (practically) the South Pole has been indispensable. However, there's nothing quite like wandering around a shop, touching the fabrics and trying things on. Then, a shining light. Miss Selfridge has appeared, like a mirage in a shopping desert. It's a mere tiny section in a department store, but it is a shining ray of hope that perhaps a few more international brands may yet reach these distant and desolate shores.
When I left the UK I wrote H&M a most heartfelt love letter, asking them to come with me. Despite the cool and someone derisive response - I still feel the same way H&M. All is forgiven, you are more than welcome to follow Miss S to New Zealand. (P.S. I was kinda hoping for some vouchers with the crazy letter, but alas, apparently you didn't find it as cute as I'd hoped.)
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