The Good Girl Gone Blog

Ha! From the title of this post, it sounds like I ate something amazing, realized it contained nuts and then got a strange rash, when I'm actually describing a day filled with delicious food, weird weather and a dress.

Let me explain...

Izzy and I decided we'd walk to Harrod's pre-interview, only to find that it was raining. We ducked into a little bakery on the way and munched on the most delicious pizza paired with...hot chocolate! We finished the meal with a shared slice of chocolate mascarpone cheesecake. I hate to say it, but this cheesecake totally outdid that of the Swiss boy. What can I say, my mother taught me well: chocolate is best. The cake was so rich, Iz and I couldn't even finish our slice. Leaving those few bites on the plate was a very difficult decision!

Throughout our lunch, we glanced out the window to watch the changing weather. We witnessed hail, sleet, rain and then bright sunshine. The sky was actually blue today, which is very uncommon!

Harrod's was definitely interesting. It's the kind of place that's so large, it has it's own maps! It's not like any department store in the US...

I think the best way to describe Harrod's is a museum for fashion lovers. It's crammed with art--some of it beautiful and some of it strange--and you simply have to find those pieces that speak to you.

To me, the greatest art was the quilted Chanel bags, Verseace evening gowns and the French Connection shoes.

Sigh.

I also had my interview at Armani today. After stressing for weeks about what to wear, I never even took off my coat. Ha! Here are some photos of what was hiding underneath:

Dress- FCUK, sweater- The Limited, tights- Ann Taylor Loft, boots- Target, belt- thrifted, bag- Coach, pearl earrings and ring, gifts from my parents

Outfit photos by Izzy (on my Canon point and shoot, no DSLR today because of the weather)

And just for fun...

(Someone should be going out and seeing London instead of teaching herself how to use Photoshop and watching True Blood)

I was pretty happy with my outfit, although the dress turned out to be a bit itchy. This was only one small sacrifice I made for the sake of fashion- you should see the Dora the Explorer band aids on my poor, aching feet!

Last night I had a very strange dream. I'm not sure whether to laugh at its comedic aspects, gloat over my in-dream fashion sense, or over-analyze the dream's meaning. Let me explain.

I was in my father's house, when a familiar truck pulled up in my driveway.

I opened the garage door and saw that it was my guy friend back in Baltimore and his mother (who I have never met before and strangely resembled one of the  3rd grade teachers from my elementary school). His mother introduced herself as "Mrs. Goldsmith," a strange name for a Christian boy's mother. 

It was then that I threw on a fabulous pair of shoes- one I don't own, nor have I ever seen before. They were black leather booties with a thin stiletto heel and a two light pink ribbon dangling down the sides of the boots. The boy laughed at my fancy shoe choice, but it didn't bother me. Those shoes were fabulous and completely one of a kind. (I'm currently coveting those amazing booties that don't exist outside of my dreams.)

After putting on the shoes, the boy, his mother a girl friend of mine and I go to dinner. The rest of the dream is sort of blurry and involves character changes and location jumps. I remember overhearing the mother say she disliked me because I was too Jewish for her son. She considered my girl friend, on the other hand (who I couldn't recognize) the perfect Christian. Clearly she had long, straight, blond hair. 

I'm still confused. What the heck does this mean?

As much as I love traveling, it only takes a few hours before I start missing home- my bed, my clothes, my roommates, my shower...that's why I'm so glad to be back.

Here's a quick taste of my weekend:

Today I turned 22. I attempted to stay awake in class, read about a bazillion of your blog posts, skyped with a bunch of great folks and continually checked my Facebook page for birthday greetings. And guess what? The sun decided to show it's face today- it was a birthday miracle!

Although I didn't want to make my own birthday plans, I allowed my friends to make some for me. Lynn made dinner reservations at a Thai restaurant, and I insisted we all dress up. Here's what I wore:

 

Dress- FCUK, shoes- Madden Girl, Earrings- gift, made by my friend Jenni

A special thanks to Lynn, Maria, Allison, Rachel and Joe for celebrating with me tonight. Dinner was fabulous- champagne, curry, fortune cookies...and we got a 2-for-1 special!

Unfortunately, I think I had an allergic reaction to coconut, as I now have white and red bumps on my back and...err, derriere. Hopefully they'll be gone before I get to Scotland.

Must.

Not.

Scratch.