*: it has been a week...

time certainly does fly. i'm amazed by how quickly this trip is going by--i'm leaving friday! anyway, i havent been able to get on the internet in a few days and instead of writing a novel about the past four days i think i'll just put up some pictures and give you guys some very brief descriptions... i'm also exhausted since we have been traveling all day today. woke up in london at 5:30am to get to the ferry by 8:30am in dover to get to calais to drive for seven hours to get to the beach in saint nazaire but we made it! and i just finished my dinner on the beach of banana and cinnamon crepes. je suis plus qu'hereuse. enjoy the pics! it kind of goes backwards, like from bottom to top, so thursday when i went to the stables starts at the bottom...

and we're here!!

happy. happy. happy. happy.

and we're walking to the beach....

john's.

joan's.

my banana cinnamon sugar crepe= not a healthy meal.

salade verte+diet coke=healthy meal...

the rents. cuties.

that's the beach. its saying.
come
here.

looking at the water while eating some crepes!

sunday: looking out at the view of rue de la republique from our saint nazaire hotel terrace

this is geoff.
geoff is cute.
see geoff smile.
geoff is a yorkshire man.
yorkshire is "the land of truth and beautiful men."
according to geoff.
he fought in WWII.
he's my friend.
geoff. geoff. geoff.

welcome shoppers...

walking along the embankment

red velvet mini=had to.
if ever you're in chelsea go to LOVE cupcake shop. that's what its called.
i mean what else are you going to do with a bunch
of mini cupcakes??

dems was cutes.

i'll take calories for 800...

NOMS!

ah chelsea...

dad's leak soup with a jambon and gruyere sandwich

my organic tofu vegan yada yada yada blah blah blah salad.

getting a quick brunch at a cafe in chelsea

saturday: good morning!

very funny england.

this is covent garden. the place in london where you can buy beautiful flowers, things from the
market, have delicious meals and get drunk and sing YMCA in front of a couple hundred strangers
on a friday night.
here's to you london.

so in case you're wondering--which you probably aren't--why i'm so gaga for gelato
all of a sudden, it all began in a little place called bravo gelato in green hills with my
little friend teesie. okay she sounds made up when i put it like that. kelsie and i went to get free gelato and it basically changed our lives--well at least my life, for sure. then, phase two of the total gelato mental control mission:
i started reading "eat pray love," in which she describes spiritual encounters with gelato. all of this is to say
i'm getting fat.

I FOUND MY GELATO!!!

and then all of a sudden something magical happened...

big ole ben from trafalgar square.

entering picadilly. if you don't know what picadilly square is, imagine that you are trapped in a port-a-potty with a thousand europeans who all either want to see a movie, eat a kebab, eat gelato, or get wasted. now imagine it's raining in the port-a-potty and you can't get out.
now multiply this emotion by a hundred.
that's picadilly square.

it did look pretty freakin good though....

so i thought i had found like the holy of holies of gelato in harrods but
it turns out EVERY middle eastern woman lives at this gelato
shop and they won't serve you until there is a free seat and none of these ladies were moving
i mean like they had basically forwarded their mail to
this place. so we left and continued
our gelato-quest.
thanks for nothing harrods.

noms.

a rainy day in london... what's new.

trying to stay out of the water.

the courtyard was so beautiful and tranquil and there were children playing
in the fountain. i wanted to as well but alas i was wearing jeffrey campbells, not jellies.

all her shoes are manolos. i was drooling on the glass pane.

kylie minogue's exact accurate replica of her dressing room. the one place in the world
i can honestly say i would break into no matter the cost.

dear john.

the music, theatre, and film section

a piece from alexander mcqueen's final collection.

christian lacroix

more chanel chanel chanel.

vintage chanel

this is apparently the "fashion wheel," as displayed in the fashion wing of
the v & a. talk about recycling.

from the movie high society

one of her many unbelievable dresses that i got a picture of before
they told me i couldn't take any pictures. fail.

temptation island.

so we picked la pattisserie valerie which was magnifique!

so we had a little time to kill and were starving... this area of london
is covered in restaurants. actually, every part of london is covered in restaurants--most of them french or italian.