Rebecca Bloomwood Quotes

“You look... amazing!” And I have to say, I agree. I’m wearing all black - but expensive black. The kind of deep, soft black that you fall into. A simple sleeveless dress from Whistles, the highest of Jimmy Choos, a pair of stunning uncut amethyst earrings. And please don’t ask how much it all cost, because that’s irrelevant. This is investment shopping. The biggest investment of my life. I haven’t eaten anything all day so I’m nice and thin and for once my hair has fallen perfectly into shape. I look... well, I’ve never looked better in my life. But of course, looks are only part of the package, aren’t they?”

“Ok. don’t panic. Don’t panic. It’s only a VISA bill. It’s a piece of paper; a few numbers. I mean, just how scary can a few numbers be?”

“Of course, being a financial journalist is not the career I always wanted. No one who writes about personal finance ever meant to do it. People tell you they “fell into” personal finance. They’re lying. What they mean is they couldn’t get a job writing about anything more interesting.”

“And maybe now you’ll start treating everybody with respect. Not just the people you think are important.”

“Life would be a lot easier if conversations were rewindable and erasable, like videos.”

“I must ignore the shops. I must practice frugality, go straight home, and plot my expenditure graph. If I need entertainment, I can watch some nice free television and perhaps make some inexpensive, nutritious soup.”

“That moment. That instant when your fingers curl round the handles of a shiny, uncreased bag--and all the gorgeous new things inside it becomes yours. What’s it like? It’s like going hungry for days, them cramming your mouth full of warm buttered toast.”

“I know friends should be supportive of each other’s life decisions and all that.”

“I mean, when I think about it, what’s more important? Clothes - or the miracle of new life?”

“We all fail to appreciate each day just how much we already possess. Light, air, freedom, the companionship of friends.”

“For years now I’ve kind of operated under an informal shopping cycle. A bit like a farmer’s crop rotation system. Except, instead of wheat, maize, barley, and fallow, mine pretty much goes clothes, makeup shoes, and clothes (I don’t bother with fallow). Shopping is actually very similar to farming a field. You can’t keep buying the same thing, you have to have a bit of variety. Otherwise you get bored and stop enjoying yourself.”

“I honestly feel as though I’ve run an obstacle course to get here. In fact, I think, they should list shopping as a cardiovascular activity. My heart never beets as fast as it does when I see a “reduced by 50 percent” sign”.

“There’s nothing like your mother’s sympathetic voice to make you want to burst into tears.”

“I’m well aware that at the back of my mind, thumping quietly like a drumbeat, are the twin horrors of Guilt and Panic.”

“Rule of life. If you bother to ask someone’s advice, then bother to listen to it.”

“There is no question. I have to have this scarf. I have to have it. It makes my eyes look bigger, it makes my haircut look more expensive, it makes me look like a different person. I’ll be able to wear it with everything. People will refer to me as the Girl in the Denny and George Scarf.”

“If everyone could just wear new clothes every day, I reckon depression wouldn’t exist anymore.”

“As she’s laying it out on the tissue paper, I take out my purse, open it up, and reach for my VISA card in one seamless, automatic action--but my fingers hit bare leather. I stop in surprise and start to rummage through all the pockets of my purse, wondering if I stuffed my card back in somewhere with a receipt or if it’s hidden underneath a business card...and them with a sickening thud, I remember. It’s on my desk.”

“At Lucios I buy myself an extra large cappuccino, and a muffin, and a chocolate brownie. I don’t care if I get fat. I just need sugar and caffeine and chocolate, and as much as possible.”