Signs I am getting old.

1. These slippers look genuinely more awesome than any of the heels I've seen in shops lately. (Photo obviously not mine but courtesy of The (wonderful) Sartorialist).

2. I'm finally come around to the fact that I would rather buy a handful of pairs of semi-expensive stockings than the cheap shitty one because my LORD do they ever last longer. Also they just feel better and, you know, my legs have been good to me and they deserve it damnit.

3. It's a little after 9pm, I'm on holidays and I'm curled up in my giant bed awaiting room service. Tie me doooown.