London Fashion Week. -ULTRA RELEVANT TITLE. SO REFRESHING-

LONDON FASHION WEEK. Uhum Caps are in order here. The show was absolutely overwhelming. And weird too-I mean, what to think about pink shoes and ponytail hair on angry looking Korean fashion bloggers, even more when they carry cameras with 50 cm long lenses-. But it was also super super super wonderfull. I planned on taking hundreds of pictures of all things passing before my eye. But unfortunately my camera hadn't planned the same. In stead that little dumb thing decided to settle down in a taxi and dissapear. FOREVER. Caps are again in order here. Melodramatic. And obviously when the camera walks off... the pictures do too. GONE -Again, Caps are in order here. So now I don't have any pictures of the LFW stuff and the outfit I wore. I am hopeful that the analogue pictures that I took with my DIANA F+ will come out good. Fortunately I already saved a picture of my other outfit on the computer. Blah blah grumble grumble. Apart from that, the whole weekend in London was a success. My mom and I went to Brick Lane. Seriously, every vintage shop in that neighborhood has a vintage underwear departement. One big pastel frilly tulle dream coming true. PEPPERMINT SLIP DRESSES AND STUFF. So next -when I have a new camera- I will show them to you. God I sound like some random 'Look at me I am a fashion blogger and I always find cool stuff that is way too special or expensive for you so I am gonna make you jalous'. And that is not the intention.

Me reading FRUiTS Magazine. JAPANESE BOOKCENTRE FOR PRESIDENT. D.I.Y-ed crown. Glasses. Vintage mens blazer. 'Here comes a Riot Grrrl' shirt from Heartschallenger. Lace frilly short slash underpants that Marie-Antoinette should wear under her gigantic pastel coloured gala dresses. Panty. Shoes.


GRMBLFGSJDSGDFKSYIHJQSKVNBCGSHSDLL!!!!!!!!!!! Need I say more?