dear deer

How many Topshop horror stories do I have to publish on this blog?
So it is just another routine order. It comes so badly packaged that the item is broken. It costs less than the postage fee I must pay to return it, and even if I were to claim the money back I end up losing a few pounds…
What else is there to do than to ask my dad to fix it, and luckily he’s got the basic equipment because his very first profession was an electrician. Armed with a soldering iron we spent about an hour trying to put the deer skull back in place. It worked, but shame on you Topshop!


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