One Direction O2 Arena ahhhh!!

Caitlin:

So yesterday I travelled all the way up to London to the O2 arena, singing all the way to see the biggest boyband in the world - yes, my biggest (un)guilty pleasure One Direction for their Take Me Home tour. I don't think I have ever screamed so much in my life, you just get overwhelmed by the crowds and have to join in, I was definitely much worse the I heart Naill tattooed 6 year old sat next to me.

Once I had regained control over my One Direction Infection when the band came onto the stage, the show was incredible, even from way up in the gods where I was sat in block 418. You could see the band was obviously enjoying themselves, including audience twitter participation and the stage dismantling and flying the boys across the crowd. The pictures I took aren't all too clear as my camera was on maximum zoom as the O2 is a big place, and I was probably jumping around too much. I think whilst I was there I clearly expressed my love for the band, singing every lyric, even for the albums tracks when the rest of my block had sat down. I was just having a one- man party on my own, you have to take full advantage of the environment where that is acceptable!! After last night, I believe I am fully qualified for a role in One Direction, so if a position becomes available I will be first to apply (as if, in my dreams).

This wasn't my first One Direction show, I saw them back in 2011 at the Radio 1 Teen Awards, back in their chino days - which is where the last photo is from. Where I was a mere 5 metres away,if only the same yesterday. 

Sooooo, now you are probably aware that I am a fully fledged unashamed Directioner, but I will stop waffling on (although I could go on forever) and become normal again. Overall, it was an amazing show, the singing, the jumping, the flying, the production - basically the everything. Directioner, fan or whatever or not, I challenge you to go to the Take Me Home tour and not have a good time!

London Fashion Week

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Last Friday we had a little adventure, we both headed bright and early to the big city for initially what we had planned as a day of messing around unashamedly being tourists. 

I love London, the buzz of the city, how fast paced it is and how beautiful and fashion-y all the people seem to be. Being pro tube travellers we eventually navigated our way to all the sites thanks (a lot) to google maps - fighting the swarms of people on oxford street, visiting Carnaby Street, being lost by radio 1, getting chased by a street performer in Covent Garden and stuffing ourselves with Nando's (that counts as a site, right?). In the afternoon, we wound up on South bank and visited a VERY unflattering Photo Booth (those pictures will never be seen, however they are very funny) before deciding to take a look at Somerset House. We went there with the impression that London Fashion Week was beginning on Monday for some reason, but just thought we'd see what was hip and happening anyways.

Then we kind of stumbled across London Fashion Week. It took the the massive signs with the date on for it to all finally click, that it had started that day and that was the reason why it was so busy. Then we got excited. Actual fashion week ahahhhaahasdf!!

Somerset house was buzzing, so many amazingly dressed people looking all professional and scarily fashion-y. The photos above are of a few very well dressed street stylers/bloggers that we got chatting to - the lighting in the pictures isn't fantastic, with the wonderful british winters it becomes dark at 5 (yay) which is not the best for outfit photography. But in compensation, doesn't Somerset House look pretty all lit up!.I'd say for both of us, seeing how exciting just the outside of the shows was and talking to people definitely makes us more in awe of the whole fashion industry thang, and want to work hard for just a little taste or to even be the tiniest part of it.

I've waffled a bit but, basically thats it, our day in (quite a long) nutshell.

Caitlin & Alyna.