I am insanely in love with this new, very simple, online tech shop.
I was sent the de-bobbler fabric shaver thing (pictured above) and it is beyond awesome. It looks like a sex toy, it WORKS aaannnnnnd…. it’s rechargeable! I am a psychotic nutter about bobbles on jumpers/feel guilty about wasting batteries and this whole change-up in my life is massively appealing.
Here are other things I want:
Portable steamer – because if I hate anything more than bobbles, it’s creases. And there isn’t always an iron.
Because I haven’t got a telly in my bedroom and q want one – this will project stuff from my iPhone onto the bedroom wall.
Eugh! Stop I know what you’re thinking, don’t be gross. I don’t watch repeats of Property Ladder any more.
… because that charger? is fucking mine.
Oh my GOD I love stuff like this. And it’s all so pretty! I just bought a garment steamer from stupid fucking Aldi as well.
(not really, Aldi, I love you very much)
Will a portable steamer change my life? I sort of feel like it’s one of those possessions for the fantasy life where I exude luxe, calme et volupté at all times.
Alice honestly I don’t know the answer to that. Though I must say there have been many times when I’ve been in a hotel room with no iron in sight when I could have eaten a portable steamer whole