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PRIMARK: BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR

Now I am ‘Primarni’ all the way, but even us die hard fans have to admit that wearing the same flaming gold dress that three other girls in the queue at the taxi rank have on has run its course! Trying to disguise your red handbag that is being held by almost everyone in Wetherspoons has also lost its spark. Gone are the days when you could hop over to Manchester and splash out on, lets face it, about fifteen items of clothing for a tenner. Yes, we may have complained when we didn’t have the three storey shopping mall that is Primark, but it’s just like getting that guy you have been chasing and finding out he is not that fit after all and, in fact, just a little bit dull. I happily disregarded all the old favourites like Topshop to jump on the band wagon. Despite being the first in line for the opening at Liverpool and embarrassingly enough, shop there more than I would care to admit, I miss the days of ‘rare’ Primark finds! Bring back the happy days when you don’t have to judge what bar to go to on who may be wearing your new purple top!! And please, for crying out loud, when someone asks where you got your shirt from, stop squealing ‘three pound from Primark!’

Hilary Fawcett

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