Last week I had a girl's day out with my flatmate, and best friend, we headed out to central London on a Wednesday morning in search of Illamasqua and Chinese sweets. We ended up in the basement of Topshop (shudder) and probably my favourite shop in London, Liberty. I've only really taken to stalking the store (is it really stalking if it's not a living entity?) around Christmas to ogle the festive decorations. While browsing all the beauty that I can't have, we stumbled on the chocolate section (any store with a dedicated area to chocolate is a winner in my book) and it's been all dolled up for Valentines! Including some special edition Liberty x Prestat chocolates (subtle hint to my boyfriend right here).
I've never been a big fan of Valentine's day. As the bespectacled nerd that people only talked to when they wanted homework help it was just a shining reminder that other people had more friends (or any
for that matter). At my last school they even had a candy gram (à la Mean Girls). Last year I had my first proper Valentine's date, I got dressed up in a big red dress and my boyfriend and I went to see Casablanca at the Aubin cinema in Shoreditch. We then grabbed some street food, which is hilarious to consume while wearing a giant cape and fur collar, and ended the night with a bottle of buck's fizz (you know, that cheap fizzy stuff they sell for £2 at supermarkets). This year I want to get even more classy and spend the night on the sofa with a nice big takeaway, some sort of rom com and a can of whipped cream (nothing sexual, I just like to eat cream). I hope your Valentine's days are nearly as classy as mine!