2/9/11 - Outfit pic! >>>
Today then, was shoot day! It was always going to be interesting with just a digital camera, a white wall and no lights or photoshop, but we're surprisingly pleased with the results. Hopefully, you can see Milly's evolution through the 20's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 80's and 90's, though they do look more effective arranged horizontally. My favourite's got to be the 50's with its makeshift couture skirt - it's amazing what you can do with a few pins!
We finished the shoot very quickly, and after a trip to starbucks, a bit of laptop smashing and a bit of photo editing, we headed down to an exhibition called 'Corinne Day THE FACE', which documents the late photographers work, namely of a very young looking Kate Moss. It was only a dinky exhibition but very interesting indeed.
Heading home, I came across a Brown's stocking Louboutins, so in I went, to see what they had. Nothing was the answer, but the very posh lady told me to visit the Louboutin boutique, apparently 10 minutes walk away. Like a woman on a mission I followed her directions, ish, and after a quick consult of google maps, found it - hooray! It was a 'ring the doorbell and have the locked door opened for you' arrangement, which was all rather exciting, and the staff, as they were in Selfridges last night, were very helpful and remarkably friendly. Again though, none of the ones I wanted, so Mr directed me to Motcomb street, the home of their second boutique. Straight to google maps this time as frankly, I didn't have clue where I was or where I was heading. I walked round in circles for about 15 minutes, pretending I knew where I was going, then did something awful...
Okay, it wasn't necessarily awful, but horribly indulgent. I hailed a black cab, in front of Claridges of all places, and found myself being taxied down Bond Street past all the amazing shops, through Belgrave and into very pretty Knightsbridge. Pulled up in front of the Louboutin shop and out I hopped, exactly what, or who, did I think I was?! Tried on 3 pairs, one a definite possible, and didn't take pics tonight, as I was on my own and that would have really been sad, plus of course I was living in the dreamworld where you don't need to take pictures of your Loubis. I even found myself asking if they had the particular ones I was after in stock in Paris, probably too loudly than I should have. On leaving the shop, without purchasing, I realised I had even less of a clue where I was than before. On the grounds I'm coming home tomorrow, and I was already laughing at my ridiculousness, there was only one thing for it, *another disgustingly indulgent moment coming up*, taxi no.2 in Knightsbridge. Only this time, it was back to reality, and took me as far as the tube station, and the taxi driver said I could have walked it...
On a packed rush hour tube, I found myself most amused at my hour living the high life. I do disgust myself sometimes... Ah well it was fun, and a fab end to my eventful day.
Can't say I want to come home really, but I have another day, no doubt with something else fabulous, tomorrow.
Until then, (actually it will be Saturday night that you get Friday's Diary!)