How much agapanthus is too much?

 As part of my recent job search I found myself looking for any job opportunity to make money.

Delivering leaflets to letterboxes? Yep – I applied for that. Twice. No takers.

Answering the telephone in adult establishments? Yep. I saw it as a good background for my #DirtyThursday tweets. The adult establishment liked my telephone manner and my charisma. My law degree  and law  firm experience put them off though.

We never even approached my shoe obsession. I am glad. i would only have felt dirty in the light of rejection.

Shoe Save 90 0f 105 - Black Suede Stiletto Thigh Boots

Posing as a Role Playing Consumer for Mystery shopper Opportunities?  Hell yeah. The only thing more fun that actual bona fide shopping is being paid for shopping.

Since I am easily distracted I love having Mystery Shopper opportunities delivered to me daily. My hope is that someone somewhere would like me to go buy chocolate covered pecans and taste test them in the shop. Or trying on stilettos shoes and blogging about them. That kind of thing.

To date I have been bitterly disappointed. Most of the Mystery Shopper opps have involved phoning up and making a booking to various clubs, pubs and other establishments of the less  florists throughout Sydney this week florists will be inundated with people asking: “My wife really loves agapanthus, when are they available? Oh and could you tell me what colours they come in“.

You cannot let on that you are a mystery shopper and have to act all disingenuous in the off chance that you are rumbled as a potential floral spy.

I think that it would be fun to pop and ask agapanthus questions in a improv role play sort of way while trying to keep a straight face.

There is only one down side to this plan.

Any agapanthus in the house is too much agapanthus.

It is too blue.

Amanda Starr Floral Heels with Red Leather Roses - Shoe Save 91 of 105

I much prefer red and pink.

And donated…

Shoe Save 92 of 105 – Sachi pumps via Alicia McCosker

A bit more Info about the Silver and Pink Stiletto Sandals above from the donor – Alicia McCosker:

You always knew she was coming down the hallway by the jingle jangling of her jewellery (she likes a bit of bling).

Now, one of her spare bedrooms is her “dressing room” – a whole bedroom filled with clothes (on racks) and shoes.

“My mum is Hungarian and came to Australia as an 8 year old. Her father, my grandfather was a tailor and worked for Anthony Squires suits when he first came to Australia. She’s an only child. My grandfather and my grandmother made most of her clothes (tailored), my grandfather made the wedding party outfits for my parent’s wedding – bridal gown, bridesmaid dresses, suits for the groom and groomsmen. Unlike most brides at the time, mum wore red nail polish and red lipstick. When she went into labour with me, she was pinning baby clothes for my grandfather to sew (I was a month premature).

She taught me how to wear heels by practising walking up and down the hallway at home heel first head up. My grandmother taught her in the same manner.

Also, she taught me to wear new heels/shoes around the house at night (sometimes with a pair of socks) before you wear them out – oh and if they’re leather rub the inside with a dry cake of soap to “lubricate” and not cause friction and therefore, blisters. Again, a trick handed down from her parents.”

3 thoughts on “How much agapanthus is too much?

  1. I loved the shoes! The boots are stunning! And I love floral embellishment – on the shoes and at home too! So I had to smile when I read you would be asking for flowers – well, agapanthus – at some florists… I hope all goes well!

    What for a great story about “the” grandfather who could sew so well! I will try the trick with the soap!

    And for the job of tasting chocolate, please call me if you need a secretary then! That job would really be heaven!!!!!

  2. Sounds like you have been in a similar position to me this year. I lost my job (Redundancy) end of January. I am still working out how I might make some money! Crazy times.

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