I'm even boring myself with this now, but anyway the Celia Birtwell dress arrived yesterday and its going back. It wasn't too long - there was just too much material and it did nothing for me. It wasn't the usual problem of me not going anywhere suitable to wear it, I couldn't even think of anywhere that it would be suitable for. I can vaguely picture women lounging around behind Jimi Hendrix wearing it, but that is no longer an option.
I haven't actually filled out the return form yet - I don't know why I'm delaying it because I really can't keep it.
Still that frees up £100 to try to spend next week when Oxford Circus restocks.