I clearly remember the moment I realised I was too old for Topshop. It was like being hit by a tonne of bricks.
Everything seemed too trendy for me. It was a strange feeling, having worked five minutes walk from their flagship Oxford Circus store for years, and having visited it during my lunch hour at least once a week.
I still visit Topshop every now and then. I really want to find things I like – perhaps I subconsciously want to feel young and on-trend – but it’s no use. I mean, can you honestly see a 32-year-old mum wearing any of these…
Even worse, I really should be moving on to shop at places like Reiss and Whistles, shouldn’t I? That’s where 30-somethings in the media shop. But no. My first stop on the high street nowadays is good old Dorothy Perkins. I just love it. They stock items that nod to the trends that the super-talented fashion editors tell us about without making me feel like a fraud who’s trying to be something I’m not.
Some of my favourite things in-store at the moment are….
So there. I said it. My name is Alison and I LOVE DOROTHY PERKINS.