Walking/Public Transport: I know that in a few months you will hear me cursing my lack of a car, having to walk everywhere on sore feet, and (if I follow the trend) lambasting the unreliability of the London underground. However, at this point in time, I'm fucking stoked about not having to drive everywhere. I visited London for a few days in 2010 and was absolutely blown away with how walk-able the city was and how the public transport was so convenient. My hometown is somewhat lacking in these options. Okay, stop kidding myself, if you don't have a car here you are pretty much screwed. I live a 30 minute drive down the interstate to get to a grocery store, my school, my job, and everywhere else. I'm tired of driving.
Getting to wear what I want to: I love fashion. I love clothes. I love makeup. I am not necessarily skilled at any of the above, but I do like it. But anyone who works in food service full time, especially when combined with being a full time undergraduate student, knows that dressing pretty is not an easy task. I wear a uniform at work, generally made up of cheap Goodwill purchases, that by the end of the shift ends up covered in coffee, soured milk, sticky syrups, and all sorts of coffee shop gross. No makeup, messy hair, and no nail polish (health department mandates that one). On top of that, Wilmington is a fairly casual town. We're on the beach in the south and predominately populated by college students. On my days off, I have worn jeans and heels and been asked by people why I was "so dressed up". Customers, when they see me off work, are the worst. Some have acted like it is a downright crime that I am not in my coffee-shop attire. Seriously, at the this point I just want to wear a pencil skirt and heels and not have people look at me like I'm a mutant.Embracing the Strange: I am hoping that living in a big city will give me access to a wider range of interests. I have some pretty weird hobbies, and hope to explore them more in London. Goth, Steampunk, Scifi/Fantasy, Wicca/Neopaganism, the Occult, and all that fun stuff.
Thrift Stores: When you live in a small college down, thrift stores kind of boggle the mind. All the coolest fashion bloggers cobble together their outfits from designer clothes and chic second hand pieces. I figured they were just really dedicated or extremely lucky when it came to thrift store diving, until I realized that my town just kind of sucks in that regard. You're not going to get good vintage pieces when only 20 years ago the town consisted of two roads and half the people in it predominantly wear jeans shorts and Abercrombie polos.
Food: Food. Food food food. I love food. All types of food. Too bad my poor ass is going to be living off student loans and can't afford a lot of it, but I hope to make what I can afford damn well worth it. I like to follow the cliche of "variety is the spice of life" quite literally on the spice part. Asian, Middle Eastern, and all of the above.
And it is midnight where I am at, so I should probably abort this mission and hit the bed. I've also been distracted by the London blog Park & Cube .
