I’ve been bouncing all over the place! And can’t believe I’m still trying to catch up and post about shit that happened in January.  Today’s post is the last one from my trip to London because I need to catch this blog back up to the present.  Good thing WordPress has an app for androids because if it didn’t I don’t know when I would actually have found the time to finish this post.

The theme song in my head to today’s post is LDN by Lily Allen.  I was looking for the original video forever, all I was finding was the gross version where it feels all stop animationy with her on a bike.  This version is way prettier to look at and reminds my of how London was (in my head.  Like I’m Lily allen maybe.  Minus being a girl and wearing a dress.)  The video below is exxxtra great because it has Spanish subtitles also.

Shirt – A Child of the Jago / Trousers – A Child of the Jago / Sweater - Missoni x Target / Coat – Vivienne Westwood World’s End / Hat - A Child of the Jago / Shoes - vintage

Im back in new york again if you haven’t realized! Well, I’ve been back a while, we just haven’t discussed it.

This was my fly home outfit.  I like to be dressed nice when I fly, I feel like most people nowadays, especially in the states, dress like complete slobs when flying.  When is it ever appropriate to be outside of the house in character print pajamas bottoms with flip flops and an NYU hoodie?  NEVER!  SICK!  GROSS!  If you’re looking for comfort you can always opt for a cotton harem pant and a nice tee shirt, but pajamas anywhere outside of your bedroom are inexcusable, unless it’s a vintage Pierre Cardin pajama top (like the one I was looking at earlier on EBAY) that you’re pairing with some nice trousers.  Anyways, before I get too far off topic…

I didn’t totally plan to go all out with my look for the plane, but I bought too much shit and could barely close my suitcase so I had to wear something bulky as to not go over the weight limit.  I would’ve worn my new hat either, but how else was I going to bring it back if I didn’t just smuggle it on my head?

My new World’s End Alien Jacket.  Obsessed to the max.  Coincidentally it matches my Alien trousers, but I would’ve bought this regardless.  I’ve seriously been living in this thing since I got back to New York.  It’s a great medium weight wool, I stay warm in it but can also layer.  The shoulders / sleeves are everything that dreams are made of – especially great for the winter when you have on bulkier sweaters.  You don’t have that issue when you’re trying to fetch your sweater sleeve out as it gets stuck at your elbow.  This is a style that they usually have at World’s End and I really, REALLY want to get another one.  Why do I do this to myself?

Site seeingzzzz

I crammed the remainder of my site seeing into one day.  It just seemed easier!  I went to the changing of the guard, which was a messsss!  I didn’t get any pictures of that because it was a mad house and full of evil tall people blocking the line of vision for all my regular height people like me!  I did however get some pretty shots of Big Ben and Westminster Abbey.

Westminster was great! I wish you could take pictures inside.  It’s really interesting, you just walk through tons and tons of tombs in the middle of a church.  The most interesting thing to me was to see how the sculpture style changed throughout the years.  Some were extremely detailed, some almost childlike in their rendering.

For some reason I was ultra excited to see the Jack Daniel’s barrel tree.  The one above is just some random tree in Covent Garden.  The Jack Daniel’s tree is below.  I always see ads about the one in Tennessee and now there was randomly one in London just for me!  I mean, it’s a tree made of barrels of Jack Daniel’s!  Awesome!

I fucking love street art.  Shoreditch was full of it.  It was also where A Child of the Jago was.  One of my favorite brands!  I didn’t take any pictures in the store as my camera died (of fucking course!) but needless to say, I bought a ton of shit and I love all of it.

Yummness.

I had to get some traditional english food (I feel like this is a must anywhere you visit) so I got some moy delicioso steak and kidney pie. That shit was so good…like plate licking quality.

I really loved all the prints on the wall, dapper english gentlemen. I hope im that refined when I’m old, refined enough to have a print of myself in a frame at a pub. That sentence sounded way better in my head but I feel like you know what I mean so I’m leaving it.

Not much to say about this sign.  It’s at a little spot called The Breakfast Club, which I picked for my traditional English breakfast (eggs, home fries, bacon, fried tomato, baked beans, black pudding, white pudding and toast!) solely because of the name.  I mean, the movie was so good you would just expect the resteraunt named after it to be even better!  Not that it’s really named after the movie, but I think it was and I win every time because this is my blog!  Anywho, fucking awesome decor with a full My Little Pony wallpapered bathroom, amazing food and the best breakfast soundtrack. For locations, check The Breakfast Club.

Around the way from the World’s End Shop is a tasty little pub called the pigs ear. You can literally order pigs ears. They taste like pork rinds only way denser. If you’re ever in the area do make a point to eat here, the food was so good and fairly cheaper than everywhere else I ate in London.

One Last Thing.

I finally did it.  I journeyed to my MECCA of Fashion.  World’s End!  The Vivienne Westwood connoisseur’s wet dream!  And I met the mega bodacious Lisa in the flesh!  If you don’t know, Lise basically runs that shit so if you ever need anything, she’s your go to gal.  The worst thing about going into the store was knowing I couldn’t leave with everything.  I did however manage to snatch up a squiggle top, an alien jacket, some earrings, a ring and a sick ass vintage orb chain!  I know, not enough!  I know as soon as my credit card is paid off I’ll just order more shit so for now I’ll just have to continue with my life.  But Lisa, thank you thank you thank you.  You’re a fucking gem!

(Lisa was also sick the week we took this picture and was totally embarrassed that she wasn’t in a smexy dress.  But she still looks cute so she has to live with this picture for eternity.  I on the other hand look like someone’s dad.)

Well that’s it!  That’s the last little bit of London talk I’m giving you until I venture back!  Time to get back to my current reality!  There’s tons of shit going on and tons of stuff I haven’t been documenting and it’s really time I get back to business!  I leave you with this message I found in the bathroom stall somewhere!  Until next time!