i hear the drums echoing tonight, but she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation

dress - camden markets - £18 (haggled down from £25)

doll eye bracelet - £12 from westfield mall. this thing is fucking amazing, it does the same thing as a baby doll's eyes - they blink when they're not held straight up and down.

socks - american apparel, last seen here but uncredited. it's pretty cold here

necklace - last seen whenever my last post was, i always wear this thing... but they confiscated the bullet at airport security. it wasn't even a real bullet. i know it was stupid to try to wear it through but i didn't really think about it.

doll eye necklace - closed

doll eye necklace - open

I’m writing this entry on an airplane in a word document as I’m splitting my attention between assignments for my job and a poorly censored version of Monster, which is interesting to say the least. Every time I listen to this song I’m reminded of why I love Nicki Minaj – she fucking kills. I should probably sleep on this flight because when we get in it’ll be one in the morning American time and seven London time, but I don’t know if that’s going to happen – I’m really not good at sleeping sitting up.

If my blog turns into something of a travel journal in the coming week and a half ish that I’ll be in London, I apologize – of course I’ll still be posting clothes and whatnot because that’s the point of it all, but I’m not too good at handwriting anything that isn’t insane and I sort of use this blog as a place to go back and look at what was going on in my life at certain points (I can tell a lot about myself and my mindset by my choice of outfit on a given day) so it seems fitting that I write about this trip here as well.

The best part of this plane ride is that they have a fucking fantastic playlist of 80s music which unfortunately does not include the best song of the whole 80s – Africa by Toto (which lends lyrics to the title) – or even the second most amazing – Safety Dance by Men Without Hats – but is fairly incredible nonetheless. And does include Hungry Like the Wolf by Duran Duran. And and they have Disintegration by the Cure, the whole album, and and and Aerosmith’s greatest hits, so needless to say I think I will be fine.

This is being written in installments because I didn’t get a chance to post and now that I can I have more to say – yesterday was spent in the always wonderful Camden markets, and today was spent at Westfield mall, with dinner yesterday and today at Swiss Cottage’s Me Love Sushi and Camden’s Hache. The one complaint I have with London is how early everything closes – I get my best shopping done at night – but then again, I guess I’ve been spoiled by New York, where if somewhere closes before 10 it’s not worth going to.