Saturday, 4 January 2014


A couple of days ago Jeremy and I went to Prince Charles Cinema in Leicester Square to see 'Jaws'.  Neither of us had seen it before because we're fools, and the idea of seeing it at one of our favourite cinemas was highly appealing.  It did not disappoint. Richard Dreyfuss is one of my favourite actors, and he's brilliant in Speilberg's classic shark attack thriller.  I'm going to have to watch 'Mr. Holland's Opus' again very soon for another Dreyfuss fix.  

If you're a Londoner and you've never been to PCC, then I highly recommend you pay them a visit.  I've seen so many wonderful films there, quoting along to 'Clueless', eating pizza while watching '10 Things I Hate About You', and sitting through the first three 'Indiana Jones' films back-to-back.  (OK, we had a ten minute coffee break between each one but still, that's a lot of whips.)  They do overnight screenings, seasons of director's favourite films (currently it's the films Scorsese finds most terrifying), and they're showing 'The Room' in February accompanied by a Tommy Wiseau and Greg Sestero Q&A.  Oh, hi Mark.  If you have no idea what I'm talking about then let me know and we can all go together and experience the sadness that is being torn apart by Lisa.

Oh, and now that they've switched around the men's and ladies' toilets, us broads get to enjoy the wonder that is a whole cubicle dedicated entirely to Kevin Smith (see below).  Um, yep. 

Since Jaws is a 70's flick I used it as an excuse to debut my new Meadham Kirchhoff for Topshop cardigan that I am currently madly in love with.  Seriously, we're eloping to Vegas in the morning.  Their entire range is glorious, saccharine candy-coloured animal prints, mixed with batshit crazy furry shoes and rainbow tights.  But with an edge, a sharp twist.  It's 'Rainbow Brite' crossed with The Runaways.  The cut of this cardigan is great, and I love the flared sleeves, gold glitter and pentagram-shaped buttons.  Cherry Satanika indeed.

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