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Scary Fun-day


Hi guys,

This week I had the best scare day with friends! First, we went to The London Dungeons. I haven’t been there since I was at school (a very loooooong time ago), so was really excited to see what the new and improved Westminster branch was like. It was brilliant from start to finish, with scary stories, two thrill rides and a tour visiting the most gruesome characters in history. I would absolutely recommend going – we had a great time. Here are a few pics:




We had a quick dinner at a lovely Chinese restaurant in Chinatown, before heading to the next scare stop – ‘The Woman in Black’ at the theatre. I loved the movie and wondered if I would enjoy the theatre version because obviously, the affects wouldn’t be the same. In fact, it was just as good because we were actually there, watching these wonderful actors play out a ghost story within reaching distance of the audience.

Despite having the first act a little ruined by school children talking, I was completely absorbed in the tale of Mr. Kipps – another recommendation.

So this is what I wore on the day. It’s from my old faithful Lady Vintage London, and it was the perfect combination of a smart/casual look on a summers day:


Dress: Lady Vintage London
Shrug: eBay
Belt: Camden Market
Tights: Boots
Sunglasses: Dorothy Perkins


Hope you're all well :)  

xxx



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