Unexpected retail therapy

My car went in for its MOT this morning which meant waiting in town for three hours (the garage being too far away to make it worth going home). I managed to fill some of the time usefully by popping into church to practise the hymns for Sunday (I’m playing piano for the service) but then wandered around the shops for a while. I wasn’t intending to buy anything but there were sales on and the clothes on the mannequins in the windows looked fabulous (and surprisingly equally fabulous when I tried them on) - what was a girl to do?