Well, I leaped on this 365 bandwagon

and now I'm leaping off.
I am starting a new blog that will consist of the "Someday I will" project, and it will be up and running soon.

See you at somedayproject.blogspot.com perhaps! But don't expect anything (new) until February on that front.

xoxo,
Gossip Girl

Dress up!

Yes, I am twenty-one. Yes, I play dress-up frequently. Yes, today that happened to be at the V&A Museum.
These are the awesome people who played with me.

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She so artsy yo*


*you can tell because she's by a trashcan

233. The Saga of The Tower of London: Or how pre-teens should be kept in the house.

So, went to the Tower of London. You know, that Tower.

Beautiful, etc. Here's some photos.

WHO NEEDS ARMOR THIS SMALL.

Then, in the shadow of the great and storied Tower Bridge, Glorious Goodge and I came upon a milk concert. A concert promoting milk. Starring some reality show boy band who sang atop their own tour bus and through some bizarre pull, have caused female preteens to a) paint milk mustaches on their faces, b) dress as cows, and/or c) chug pints of milk.

So, winner of a day.

Seriously. This happened.

This is going to be a very text heavy entry for me.

Just so's you all know. Gird your loins. Here we go.

If you had the (mis)fortune of talking to me on Monday or Tuesday of last week, you'll know that I was wrapped up in a show called "Black Watch" that is running at the Barbican Theatre in London.
The show is the finest sort of witness theatre, the kind that gives you that particular feeling of tightness in your chest that urges you to act.
It is not just the actors - although these men are completely unbelievable and give their all to this show.
It is not just the production - although the direction, the technical aspects, and all these are fantastic.
It is not just the space - although it adds a definite, new dimension to the show.
It is not just the script - although it is alive with the truth of human emotion and memory.

It is all of these elements together that make The Barbican's production of "Black Watch" the most poignant, spectacular, exposed piece of art you could have the privilege to see.
If you are not in London, I'm sorry. (It is touring, though.) But if you are, rush this show (as I believe it's sold out). You have until the 22nd.

We are all complicit.


And now, the photograph component - this has nothing to do with anything I've talked about, as it is Millenium Bridge as I saw it from the 2nd floor of the Tate Modern.

PAN. Look what I found!!

This is also the only spot I've found with Christmas lights up still. Although, they are probably not Christmas lights since those all came down on Twelfth Night.

Here these Christmas lights are anyway.

I've forgotten what day this is. Math is hard.