Part 2
Cara and I popped along to a spontaneous and rather exciting audition today. It involved being asked to wear little/no makeup, so we frankly felt like little chubby baby men on our excursion to London.
Here are some images in the hope that you can relate to our feelings of distaste, as we witnessed our reflections in shop windows and shiny surfaces.
Our faces on discovering we have zilch time to get there and we have no clue where to go.
Cara feels reassured in her orienteering skills.
Dress- Urban Outfitters
Bag-Charity Shop
I think we amused the other commuters.
There's a pattern emerging, I take a picture of shoes in every blog.
Converse- Office
Little booties- Clarks
Please ignore the obvious selfie reflection in the shades.
I thought I was being sly.
Shades-New Look
Straight after the audition. We can wear makeup now, oh happy days.
Amazing art, from around and about.
"He used to call me D.N-That stood for Deadly Nightshade
Cause I was filled with passion but blessed with beauty and rage.
Cold cash divine, cashmere, cologne and white sunshine."
Cara and I attempted to rap, don't worry, it wont happen ever again.
Cheeky Starbucks panini's
We came across the most splendid dancing, he just looks so happy man.
On the journey back.
Back in Cara's ends, a very memorable day indeed.
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