Last day

I slept in.  Whoo hoo...  what is that half eight?  I had breakfast at the normal spot.  Today was a white coffee with a ham and cheese croissant.  All under £5.

So I needed to put some more $$ on the oyster card.  Last day seemed to be a struggle for me and mass transit.

It kicked me out at Oxford Circus.  Again coming up from underground I was all turned around.  I walked back and forth twice to figure out where House of Fraser was. 

Yay! #farrell. I found what I was looking for.  A lovely raspberry silk scarf.  I must say there was an Aran sweater that was just lovely.  I doubt it would come in handy in North Carolina.  So it stayed on the shelf.

From there I circled some more.  Back and forth trying to figure out which way is Selfridges which way is Golden Square.  Eventually figured it out.  So I went to Selfridges.  Sadly it loses some appeal when all I can envision is Jeremy Piven.  But when I walked in...  if shops were like this in Charlotte I would be a shopper.  Fun. Hip. Trendy. Clean. Bright. Good music.  I used the loo.  And then I stopped at the Origins counter.  Tried some new makeup.  I sure hope they have it at South Park.  Love it!  Then went by Dior.  TwO, yes two new Addict fragrances.  The one with jasmine was nice.  Sadly the rose scent eventually overpowered the jasmine.   T