Brick Lane was one of the places on our agenda-- a place I would never have cared for if I were my 12 year old self. But then again, my 12 year old-self was l-a-m-e (maybe my current-self still is, but I hope marginally less so). Record shops, vintage stores and independent cafes line the street and they're abound with young adults who're so heartbreaking cool. Almost (probably) too cool to be friends with you, with their rock sensibilities, waif-like frames, winged liner and dark lips right?? Nevertheless, it was cool getting to experience a more youthful scene, and also to be immersed among locals!
