When you return to the cloakroom of a posh restaurant after having dinner, and the lovely lady awaits you with your coat in her hands, telling you she remembers its gorgeousness, you might have done something right. Maybe you might have shopped at Selfridges. This post is not sponsored by my beloved high-end department store in London (I wish it were 😉 ), but I have to tell you a little story about what Selfridges means to me:

Years ago there used to be a design intern in London. Like most interns, the one called Sara didn’t have a lot of money. Nonetheless, at weekends I loved to walk through Selfridges. I adored the more than 4000 pairs of shoes in the building, the flamboyant designer robes and of course the extraordinary windows. In the end, I always left with some tea, a few cookies or a hand cream and I was happy to have a little part of the shopping world that I loved with me. A piece of the place with the ladies wearing Chanel from head to toe, perfect makeup and expensive handbags.

A few years later it’s time for an announcement: Ladies and gentleman, may I present my first major Selfridges shopping? I mean from upstairs, where the real treasures are, not from the high street section. May I present my Shrimps coat?

I was fed up with cheap and bad quality coats, I just needed a good one this year, and only the best silky faux fur could do. The happiness I feel whenever I wear it was worth every penny. Sometimes a girl just needs to treat herself!