You're from Landan!

So yesterday I went to London's Camden Market. Back when I was a whippersnapper (okay so I'm not exactly old now but, yeah, when I was younger-er...) this place was a HUGE goth/punk Mecca and there's still a lot of that around, but in recent years these stalls seemed to have declined slightly (are goths an endangered species?) in favour of vintage.

Bit hard to see but : Shoes - Office, Jeans - Topshop, Shirt - Grandma , Top - Primark

Close up of the velvet shirt, I love it, makes me feel like a mole. Apple necklace from accesorize. 

I loved this 50s style dress and kitsch light-bulb mirror:

My room has similar amounts of clutter but looks way less cool. 

And the Covered Market is packed full of fantastic little trinkets/ knick knacks in a way that make it seem like an eccentric Aunt's mansion:

Creepy toy pig is creepy. 

I wandered round for ages and saw so many cool clothes/shoes I wanted to buy but bought nothing, deciding instead to spend my monies on FOOD.

I loved the art on the side of the van I bought a crepe from. I freaking love Nutella.

Okay so it looks like I'm drinking piss and/or dirty river water but this is in fact a delicious Vietnamese drink made with pomegranate juice, mint and ice. It's served in small plastic bag like they do in Vietnam. Earned me a few odd looks - I think people thought I was consuming a very neglected fairground goldfish.

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