There is no competition
My mother is a big Hitchcock fan, and I always relished in sitting with her, sipping tea and watching old horrors on the VCR, so I was first introduce to the late Ms Kelly through Rear Window, which still sits at number five in my all time favorite films.
So what better than a day, still sitting sipping tea with my mum and watching her elegance, but rather than an old shed, the V&A?
So after eating lush my fish pie and the remains of my mum's chicken pie, we decided to wonder over to the fashion section.
I must have been to that section way to many times, but it still enthralls me each time.
After starting at Mr McQueen for what could have easily been half an hour my mum dragged me off to the shop, to see if we could buy any more pattern booklets. Sadly they were too expensive, but I did find a lovely pink kimono for the very generous price of £140, hehe.
We then went to see the theatrical costumes and set, which is my second favorite exhibit and then after that the fabric archives
At 2 o'clock we we then allowed into the Grace Kelly exhibit, which did not disappoint. Though the collection was small it was still perfect, showcasing some of my favorite outfits, such as her famous Hermes bag, a collection of her hats, and a short film, including scenes from Rear Window. I really wish there was more of her outfits and ensembles, but it was still a pleasure to stand less than a foot away from them, and there were a lot of photos and lovely little information points. I really would recommend it, even if you're not a fan, she really was a breath taking woman, and the collection really does display that.
Of course being the camera happy person I am, I completely missed the no photography sign, but successfully captured half of the collection before being tapped on the shoulder by an angry looking attendant. I won't post any, as I'd rather not piss of the V&A.
te he, I've decided to turn over a new leaf and try and spend less. So it was off to the Monday market on a bargain hunt. And a bargain I did find, bagging a little crop top number for only a pound, yipee!
I then traveled to the menswear section of M&S looking for a suit for my dad, when I spied a fishy beauty, again for only a pound. And whilst at home, watching Gok coach several naked women, I fashioned a neck feature from my pillow handles. Yes pillows have handles!
And finally after a luxurious trip to London avec mes amis I picked up a new pair of maroon pumps from urban outfitters for £28, now named Nigella and Phillip
And such has been my week. I've been hurriedly trying to finish all of my holiday coursework, which is a lot, but that what you get by taking 5 A levels. But I have to get it done as my family and I are planning to go to the city of romance, Paris!
I am so so so so so so so so excited, like my brain is going to burst!
I've got to get together 11 outfits, so any suggestions, past outfits you've liked? Any ideas for new combinations or just certain pieces you think might impress the french fashion crowds? Also any places I should go? I've been before but to different districts, but mum's decided to try out Northern Paris this time.
te he, yip yip yipee!
p.s I'm currently sitting here, cutting up the latest Vogue to go on my wall, but sadly cannot go in my room due to sheer terror and fear for me life
The largest, most poisonous looking spider has taken up residence in my room, so I've slept in my sisters room for the past few days, only to wake up at 6:30 this morning, to find Meme sitting next to my arm taking a good 'ole piss. Thanks babe, way to go and comfort my arachnid fears