Ballgowns and Rain

I hopped on a train this past week and headed to London in order to a) visit one of my closest friends who's just moved there b) have some intense and incredible music experiences (I had two gigs on the itinerary) and c) see two of my other friends and tell them how much I miss them and leave them with plenty of hugs (even though Nicole is the opposite of tactile, I insist that we hug.  I'm a bossy friend I guess)

The weather was schizophrenic to say the least, but I didn't care that much as I was only there foe the specific reasons listed above.  Whatever.

I really didn't take that many photos, even though I lugged my camera around everywhere.  I guess I'm still a little self-conscious about pulling out my big clunky DSLR for every small thing (even though my bestie would argue I whip it out at the most ludicrous times.  Her life is totally documented by me, much to her annoyance.  I think she'll thank me one day.)

This guy was incredible...though I did find it slightly creepy to be honest.

Some snaps from the V&A where we saw the Ballgowns exhibition.  It was magical!

My dress with its psychedelic print

Traffic cone installment at the V&A entrance.

Did you guys have a lovely weekend with crazy weather?! xoxo