Culture vulture strikes again

I have just booked another weekend away, this time seeing Swan Lake. I know over the past year I have put on a fairly credible show of  being genuinely interested in culture, but not sure I feel that way about ballet. Skinny  people in tights, doing things human body was never designed to do, with that permanent suffering etched on their face (can you blame them though- if you'd not been allowed chocolate cake for 23 years, you'd look like that too)? 

But I figured Swan Lake is too much of a classic to pass. Plus it gives me an excuse to go crazy with the local restaurants. I know I should have learnt from last trip's overindulgence, but my advancing years and excessive alcohol consumption have seriously impaired my short-term memory.

So, once again I'm busy drooling over menus and trying to decide how to best allocate the 3 daily 3-course meals. So far I'm torn between pretentious, overpriced  Italian and pretentious, overpriced French.

I've already started work on the wardrobe. It's going to be late September, so the key for every look will that Banana Republic trench I can't wait to break in! For this city break I'm (once again) drawing inspiration from New York, so (once again) I'm thinking black. This time with white, patent leather and a splash of leopard print. 

I bought this sleeveless, white top with pleat detail around the neckline that will look so chic with my black skinny jeans and that trusty Fendi belt.

Ooh, I already know I can't afford all any of this! But ooh, how I can't wait!