This is a dress, in the Victoria Albert Museum, made completely out of bras. The designer did it for contrast against the seriousness put on fashion at the time.

Yesterday Whit, Alex, Connor, and I set out to see London. We first spotted Big Ben followed by Parliament, and than took a break at Westminster Chapel. We visited George V and Oliver Cromwell, neither greeted us very friendly but we paid our dues and did not take offense. We than moved on to more welcoming areas of London. We took Whitlie to see her future Palace (she believes her calling is to be the next queen of England.) We finished up our days travel by visiting Notting Hill and attempting to find Herod's (an amazing shopping mall only for the highest class.) Yet I think the best part of the day was the night when Whitlie, Janae and I talked for about four hours and i got to here my aunt's opinions on religion and her personal religious views. It was one of the most interesting experiences and I can attempt to say I understand her reasoning.

The following day was mainly shopping and realizing that being London is being wealthy. I totally blend in! nope. Let me add that the Victoria Albert Museum is totally Posh. I spent about two hours there today and boy, is there a lot more to see! It is amazing what history lies in such a small area, and how awful/intriguing fashion was back in the day!! Now after all that education i sit at my computer indulging myself in chocolate and reflecting upon my day, trying to decide what Broadway i plan to see this week.

I can honestly say in my list of top 10 scariest things in london is Double-decker drivers. I counted up almost 3 people dying and 10 crashes. I think Will agrees.

Whitlie thinks one day she will be queen of England. I think she would be fine leader.

The parks here are so well taken care of. They are all so beautiful! Whiskey decided that we should take this for our "mums." Here you go MUMMY!!

Holy! The telephone booths in London are so cool. I though about moving in but their was no room for visitors, or those needing to use the telephone.

Me and Connor are planning on trying out for Parliament, what do you think our chances are?
(yes that is parliament behind us.)

This is everyone's basic means of transportation. I mean seriously even when i go to meet the queen for tea this is what i arrive in. She thinks it is fabulous, darling.

April 28th
I was woken this morning with screams of bloody murder. So on the flat above us is another professor for UVSC with her 12yr old daughter Maranda. Well all of us in flat 4 found out this morning she is a bit dramatic. Both my aunt and her mother left early to go pick up their students. Maranda just put in toast which caused the fire alarm to go off. I don't understand why but she left the flat for a second and the door shut on her. The key was inside. Lucky for her, not so much for us, we were a floor below. This girl has one mighty hand. I have never heard someone bang so hard on a door at the same time screaming. I mean seriously we were sure the whole city of London was on fire.

But don't worry it was just burnt toast.

April 26th
So me and whitlie's flight left at 12:45 to a connecting flight through Houston. We knew Jane ann and Gabe were flying international as well (on their way to Mexico). So we wanted to call them and say our goodbyes at the airport, since Jane Ann was originally suppose to join us on this adventure (she was suppose to go to France). The thing is they had a connecting flight as well, through Houston, leaving at 12:45, we had the same connecting flight. So i guess i can say i have already been on a honeymoon, with whitlie and Jane Ann. Jane Ann and Gabe happened to be sitting the row behind us! what are the odds!! So as we were getting on the plane Gabe whispered in my ear, "Reagan you know why were behind you right? Just don't turn around. I think i threw up. So i guess Jane Ann did kinda come on our adventure with us and we on hers. scandel . . .

April 27th
So our next flight was 9 1/2 hours. WOOT!! lots of diversity on this plane. And i have a weird confession, i like plane food. Anyways so me and whit were sitting next to a man from Nigeria. We wantedbadly to be his friend, he didn't care much for us. We couldn't really sleep on that flight but i got to watch a few movies, i love movies!!! Okay so when we were getting on of the plane i swear with all my heart that the Weasley brothers were behind us. Let my paint the picture for you. They were both red heads, with thick english accents, and both were lanky with whiny voices (well mostly the older one was whiny and a bit of a grump all morning). I think they were in a band together cause they both had their guitars with them. So in their thick accents this is the majority of their conversation: (please read aloud with accent)
Fred-"did you call mom and dad?"
George(he is the one with the whiny voice) "no my battery is dead i will call them when i can get a new phone."
Fred-"are you going to be a grump all morning?"
George "No just until i can get away from you."
-" I dont care if i see you til thursday."
Fred "You could go to 'ell for all i care. I dont care if i see you until thursday either but i will have to see you before that because we have to practice on tuesday."

I miss them!
Whitlie than leaned to me and said, "I think they are having a bit of a tiff.