

London, UK
So, I had a very eventful Friday morning. It started off with lots of moaning cause I had to get up at 7:15 (instead of 8:15 like every other morning) to be in time for my very intellectual and private tour of the Anthony Gormley exhibition. (The only thought that kept me going was the fact that there is a Starbucks conveniently situated next door to the gallery...). So let me refer you to my email of yesterday where I said that I know NOTHING of art and I'll...