Shop til you drop. Or die.

Instead of studying for my midterm tomorrow, I will post a quick entry because I had a good day.

I don't have class on Wednesdays but next Wednesday I have an interview with my potential internship placement. So I decided to take the tube and figure out how to get to the company location. It was a good thing I did because it took me half an hour to find the building when it should have only taken me about ten minutes.

Then I hopped back on the tube to find some lunch at a place called S and M Cafe, recommended to me for good British grub. The cafe reminded me of Jerry's Deli, slightly. Really good food for cheap. I missed out on the morning special (buy a drink, get a free breakfast buttie, i.e. sandwich). But my chicken BLT sandwich and chips were delish and under 5 pounds. It was nice eating lunch quietly by myself. They played "Benny & the Jets" on the radio and I felt like Jane from 27 Dresses, in a good way.

After lunch, I decided to hit Oxford Circus to buy some clothes for my internship interview. Of course the first store you see after emerging from the Oxford Circus tube station is the monolith that is Topshop. I veered right to Gap - I wasn't ready for Topshop just yet. I spent a good amount of time in Gap trying on pants and such, but nothing was working out. I was also getting very warm. I don't know whose idea it is to keep stores warmer but it is not a particularly good idea especially when shoppers walk in all bundled up. Come on, store management. You want shoppers to be comfortable, not sweating buckets.

I wasn't really sweating THAT much, but I would have appreciated a cooler environment.

Anyway, at Gap I just bought a top for 6 pounds which made me happy. But that under-10-pounds goal soon went out the window.

Next stop was Urban Outfitters which was amusing because it looked exactly like the stores back home. I swear the staff even dresses the same. Didn't buy anything here.

Finally, I gave in and ventured over to Topshop. It was madness. I don't know what they're trying to make out of it - maybe a Harrod's for the masses? But they had a candy shop going, a shoe "lounge," a hair salon where people were actually getting their hair cut, a nail salon where girls were actually getting their nails done, "vintage" jewelery cases each equipped with its own salesgirl..

I wonder how much they lose in revenue because of theft. It was crazy in there.

But I digress. I will admit, I stayed for a good amount of time because I was on a mission to find some "business casual" clothes. Three surprisingly short fitting room lines, two hours, and one more bucket of sweat later, I left Topshop with a pair of tailored pants, ankle boots, brogue heels, and a sense of satisfaction.

Oh yea, then I went back to Gap and bought a trench coat I was coveting. It was on sale! And I had to complete my outfit.

After all that, I just wanted to get back home and take a cold shower. Which I did. What I won't be doing is going on another shopping spree like that, at least until the end of this trip in the unlikely occasion that I need to spend my leftover pounds. If so, I will spend it on something extravagant. Preferably from Burberry or Vivienne Westwood.