fashion week is definitely a retreat for a long time myself being dumped by fashion industry and a jump-up for the taste of new trend. glamourous is not the word what im looking for, maybe the word "being" fits better. i was still overwhelmed by the sparkling lighting of catwalk stage and bloodless expession of models. anyway, flashing never stoppped during the entire catwalk and i actually did not pay close attention to the real dress of the models.
schedule just sorted out, sadly, there was no room for having fun at night, packing with tons of work instead. i think that is life, the life i choose to be and live on. much to say but little to tell about London. having been here for almost two weeks, i was wondering where i will be next time, another city like here or somewhere different--i dont know, life is tricky.
raining the whole day again. that sucks. hot chotolate is the best medicine for being sick after a shower. good night, Londoner.
