A Box With A Past

I've got a bit of a crush.  A crush on Zara.  The shop.  Or specifically, their online service.

Here's the back-story to my Zara-crush.  I bought a few Zara pieces back in the day when I used to travel for business to cities in Europe.  But we don't have a Zara over here.  So I'd pretty much forgotten about the brand.  Because, you see, I didn't realise they shipped to the island.  And neither did the girlfriends I was dining out with last week, it would seem. 

I'd seen something I liked which Jane of My Midlife Fashion had posted recently.  I went online, just out of curiosity.  I started the ordering process.  Just for fun.  But I was amazed that my order went through and now I am pleased to announce that the rest is history. 

Because today, when I returned from my afternoon constitutional there was a very smart box sitting on my doorstep.  I was so excited that I rushed into the house, whipped the phone out of my jeans pocket and emailed my friends with shots of the box.  Yup, 100% sad am I.  But I was truly excited.  And I was not the only one.  Within minutes I had a reply from one of my friends.  She's now planning her evening with some serious perusing of the site. 

When I got to unpacking, the photographing just continued.  Because opening my Zara parcel was such a beautiful experience.  Firstly, the cardboard box was seal-wrapped in transparent plastic with a handy little carry-handle on the top. 

Then I was greeted by this comforting message on the box lid.  I think "the past" means that the box material has been around the block a few times, but in a nice way!

The contents were nicely wrapped in tissue paper.

And just in case I was getting over-excited by the time I got to this stage in the unveiling of my order and had  momentarily lost sight of the where or the when, I was sweetly grounded with this gentle reminder of which season's goodies I was unpacking.

The goods were beautifully folded inside.

Here's my slouchy top.  There may be issues with this as the style was quickly selling and I had to order a size smaller, but I figured it was slouchy, ipso facto, roomy, and I may just get away with it.

Then here's my super slouchy soft 3/4 jacket.

And two scarves.  The one on the right is big and soft and woolly and double-sided.

Everything seems excellent quality.  But the whole unpacking experience was more than excellent.   It was blissful.

Tomorrow is my try on session.  I'll post some pics, if I can contain my excitement long enough to stand still!

So, to my lovely readers, if you are unpacking a delivery from Zara,  dim the lights, light a perfumed candle and prepare yourself for a super experience. 

And to my lovely lady Sarnians, yes, Zara does deliver to Guernsey!

A la perchoine.