‘Luxury’ isn’t a thing I’ve given much thought about since I used to stick pictures of Manolo Blahnik kitten heels on my school folder in year 10.

Frankly, I’ve always been confused by the concept of perfume, Carrera marble gives me the creeps and I have never had the feet for those kitten heels.

Recently though, I’m mentally reclaiming the word luxury.

You’ve pinned everything on the internet about capsule wardrobes and how to declutter your house but still hate everything you own 😖

I feel you.

Try this with me.