Sweater Weather

By on 10-06-2014 in Explore, Film, Thoughts

Hi darlings! Surprisingly, this was a theater-free week. Unsurprisingly, it’s been raining a lot. So I spent my free time at the movies and a museum!



I fell in love with the Tate Britain two years ago when my Art History class visited to see an exhibit on Pre-Raphaelite art. My love for the Pre-Raphaelites is unconditional. Ever since I first laid eyes on a John William Waterhouse panting, I fell in love with the beauty that is found in their work. While my friend roamed around the Late Turner exhibit I bolted towards the “1840s” room. When I got there, I never wanted to leave. After many years of patient waiting, I was finally able to see Waterhouse’s The Lady of Shalott in person. I also felt extremely lucky to once again see Millais’s Ophelia and a few works by Rossetti. Getting to see an unfinished version of John Singer Sargent’s Madame X was also a real treat. Even though the Victorian and Albert museum has stolen my heart, the Tate Britain comes in a very close second.

I forgot the name of this but isn't she just stunning?

I forgot the name of this but isn’t she just stunning?

The Lady of Shalott

The Lady of Shalott



couldn't resist

couldn’t resist



Finally, I found some free time to go see The Riot Club, a film based on the play Posh by Laura Wade. Okay, I’ll admit it, my only reasonĀ for wanting to see this film stemmed from the fact that it has a stellar cast of young British actors: Sam Claflin (Finnik in Catching Fire), Max Irons (Jeremy’s son), Douglas Booth (my bae/husband/hands off he’s mine), Freddie Fox, Holliday Grainger, Natalie Dormer, and Jessica Brown Findlay, just to name a few. Between the mixed reviews and the obvious appeal to pubescent female teens and homosexual men, I was a little nervous about this film going into it. That, and films that are based on plays tend to be either hit of miss.

Well, I loved it.

The film is purposefully vulgar. It’s about a bunch of rich kids at Oxford who are part of some secret society which makes the Greek Life in 22 Jump Street look like child’s play. These kids are well off and they know it. They use their power to manipulate the others around them and make the life of those below them a living hell. Cliche? Perhaps. But Miles (Irons), one of the “main characters,” is sort of our voice of reason. He is modest about his status and genuinely tries to do the right thing. Even though this new sense of power does get to his head, he still tries to remain grounded and do the right thing.

But the film isn’t promoting the behavior of these snobbish boys. If anything it’s exploiting them and leaving it us to up to us draw our own conclusions and determine whether or not they’re all just a bunch of rotten apples.

I also applaud the film’s ability to work with something that is intended for the stage and make it work on screen. The film’s climatic moment takes place turning a scene which doesn’t change its setting for a little over a half hour. I rarely found myself bored or hoping for a change of scenery. If anything I enjoyed the intimacy and claustrophobia of it all.

thought provoking plot + stellar cast = #CharlieSheenStyleWinning



There are two zoos in London. One is called The London Zoo. The other one is called Harrods.

I say this lovingly, of course. Harrods is wonderful. It’s like Sacks Fifth Avenue on crack. Harrods is probably one of the biggest and most impressive department stores in the world. If you don’t feel like going to a museum to look at artwork, just go to Harrods. If you want to pay $30 for a sandwich, go to Harrods. If you want to see the most beautiful arrangement of food and get something and then torture yourself by waiting to eat it because you have a 40 min tube ride back home, go to Harrods.

It’s aways best to go with a purpose, like, “Oh I need some Christmas decorations even though December is still 2 months away. I think I’ll go to Harrods” or “You know I could really use a pick me up, I think I’m going to check out the ten thousand different kind of chocolates they have at Harrods.” Of course, it is always fun to just wander around without the intention of ever really getting anything. But good luck with that.

I paid $6 for a single chocolate covered strawberry. I have no regrets.

the BEST pies in London

the BEST pies in London








it just doesn't end

it just doesn’t end

xx Mirella

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