Is It Calling
London was a success, of course and again. Mother and I survived without fighting, hogging the duvet, killing or otherwise harming each other. I discovered I have a decent grasp of London geography. We shopped, feasted on Chinese food, rode carousels in Leicester Square, had afternoon naps, second breakfasts and too much coffee. I miss skinny cappuccinos already.
We stayed at The Hoxton, I cannot recommend it highly enough. Light complimentary breakfast, clean, good-standard rooms in a building built and designed as a hotel (not a town house). The bathrooms are entirely tiled, clean and all appliances in working order. The showers do not only work, but are wonderful. Staff is welcoming and helpful, and the food at the grille is good. And I happen to love the scattered modern art.
I shopped quite a bit. Tops, make-up, books, brushes, a bag, and a pair of shoes. All I have to show you is the shoes. Fall/Winter 2009, I think, D&G. I love them. Moar oxfords. Finally, I have my claws on the MAC 187 brush, can't wait to try it out with my Mineralise Skinfinish. I'm told it will work wonders. I got another Coetzee book, Elizabeth Costello, and one by Murdoch. Can't recall the title.
Now there's the make-up Exfac exam on Monday, buying piles of piles of book and taking on the new semester. I hope it doesn't turn out to be insanely much work, I don't think it will. But who knows. And seriously, who scehdules a lecture at 9 in the morning? No one but a linguist. They're the only ones in the humanities that keeps normal hours.
We stayed at The Hoxton, I cannot recommend it highly enough. Light complimentary breakfast, clean, good-standard rooms in a building built and designed as a hotel (not a town house). The bathrooms are entirely tiled, clean and all appliances in working order. The showers do not only work, but are wonderful. Staff is welcoming and helpful, and the food at the grille is good. And I happen to love the scattered modern art.
I shopped quite a bit. Tops, make-up, books, brushes, a bag, and a pair of shoes. All I have to show you is the shoes. Fall/Winter 2009, I think, D&G. I love them. Moar oxfords. Finally, I have my claws on the MAC 187 brush, can't wait to try it out with my Mineralise Skinfinish. I'm told it will work wonders. I got another Coetzee book, Elizabeth Costello, and one by Murdoch. Can't recall the title.
Now there's the make-up Exfac exam on Monday, buying piles of piles of book and taking on the new semester. I hope it doesn't turn out to be insanely much work, I don't think it will. But who knows. And seriously, who scehdules a lecture at 9 in the morning? No one but a linguist. They're the only ones in the humanities that keeps normal hours.