Friend: How was London?
Me: Really fun!
Friend: Do people actually talk like that over there?
Me: Yeah, I couldn't believe it. They don't get news there either. I didn't find out Michael Jackson died until I got back home.
Friend: Whoa.
Me: Yeah. Europe is basically a hole.
EDIT: Geez louise, I was joking! Of course we knew/London isn't a hole. Man.
Anyway, this was kind of the trip's anthem. ON THE PHONE, YOU AND ME, TIL DAWN, TIL THREE. Such passion! Lots of hotel room mental dance partying for that one? Mental for me at least, because a) I cannot dance, 2) I was too tired and don't think my jet lag ever completely evened out. I might be on Hungary time right now, honestly, and d) uhhh I preferred sitting around and thinking "MAN IF I WAS DANCING RIGHT NOW IT WOULD PROBABLY BE REALLY COOL."
Like I said, Elizabeth, Laia, Karl came, and Eden ended up joining us later because airlines are silly nilly shonky wonky. My dad and I did not have an especially good time chatting it up with the people at United, who all read my name as either Tavina, Tavis, or Talia. Go competence! *evil eye*
Shouldn't complain though, I mean LONDON. I packed lightly (er, for me, anyway) expecting to buy a lot of clothes but I didn't buy a thing other than chocolate!
First we went to Dover Street Market the day we got there. DSM, oh you beautiful creature. Obviously the clothes are amazing (hi Comme, Rodarte, Lanvin, Kirkwood, hi) but the interior is so rad. I don't really know what I'm talking about when I say stuff about the ~interior design~ but all I know is it made me feel warm and fuzzy inside and good vibes are good vibes are good vibes. Oh and BTDUBZ, I tried trying on a Junya dress but gave up after a good ten minutes because I just couldn't figure it out. For a second just now I was about to suggest preschoolers be given Junya Watanabe dress puzzles to enhance their figuring-things-out skills but uhh they should be put in my closet instead-I mean, y'know, think of the children!
Hi Nicholas Kirkwood, hi.
So cute! From my favorite Charles Anastase collection. Being at DSM and Luella were really torturous because they carried SS 09 collections and I liked Spring/Summer this year way better than Autumn/Winter.
All elevators should have this on the inside. *Reaches*
Laia and me inside one of the port-a-potty changing rooms, painted red. Believe it.
So cute!
A few days later my dad and I met up with Isaac and John from LOVE and we went to different markets and Beyond Retro and Rough Trade. Rough Trade was really cool but because I could get most of the albums here in The States (as everyone over there kept calling them) and because of the exchange rate I didn't get anything. Beyond Retro was kind of like every vintage store I've ever been in, to be honest? Again, currency trublez as well.My dad and I also went to Luella and Topshop. Luella has the cutest store with the cutest clothes and I wanted to give all of them a big hug. I tried on this dress,

I was considering buying one of the tops, but my dad quickly steered me towards Topshop where things were cheaper (by a little). We weren't in there for long because the air conditioning was messed up, it was crowded, and we didn't have time to take a good look. Nothing that caught my eye agreed with my wallet (er, ziploc bag. RECESSIONISTA CHIC!) so mehhh.
Okay, time to catch up on jet lag, if I'm lucky. I hope I can go to London again soon.