Since moving to London I have finally started feeling like myself. My heart now belongs to the city and I have well and truly fallen in love. I’ve learned to appreciate my interests and taste in music and films. For the first time, I don’t feel embarrassed for being who I am. While Australia will always be home I can’t help but feel like I finally fit in here. If you have an interest, a hobby or you’re just curious you will without a doubt be able to find a group of people with similar taste.
There have been numerous moments where I felt this sheer happiness of fitting into such a niche grouping of people. One of these moments was standing in the line at Christie’s in my trench coat and black patent leather oxford shoes (my best-improvised holly Golightly costume). It was oddly comforting looking around and seeing every third girl in the same outfit as me.
Another moment came about during the London film festival. I’m not sure how I found the event, but either way, I was clearly meant to. While I have always dreamed of watching a show in the Royal Albert Hall. I had never thought I would be going there to see Marilyn Monroe’s Some Like It Hot. While native Londoners didn’t seem fussed about the screening I was beside myself. Why did no one care? One of the world’s most famous halls playing one of my all-time favorite movies! It wasn’t long till I realised why my British friends were not fazed. What I have learned is that at any given time London is always on show and there is something for everyone at any given time. It is not uncommon for the hall to play movies and I advise anyone who wants an unforgettable experience to keep an eye out for showings.
I sat (front row) cabaret style with my diet coke and chocolate buttons, two staples in my very (un) healthy diet. I took my new friend Penny, a beauty from Boston. It was unfamiliar territory for me as I had never been with a friend to any events like this. I usually have to go by myself as no one is interested. I am so thankful I pushed my fear of embarrassment and rejection aside and asked her to go – She loved it!
The minute Marilyn appeared on the black and white screen there were wolf whistles and howling. Something that I won’t forget is the continuous roaring of laughter, even from the most simplistic of jokes. It baffled me. I have never been in a movie theatre and heard anything like it. Everyone there was extremely present, watching the film with little to no distractions. There was an energy, and it can almost be described as magic that came from the laughter and warmth of the audience. It was clear why films like Some like it hot will always be a true and lovable classic.
It was at that moment I realised I was not alone in appreciating the greats like Marilyn. I realised that it is okay that I have interests that differ to mainstream. Being in London has encouraged me to grow and nurture my love for all things classic. It has allowed me to become the happiest version of myself.
Me with my beloved chocolate buttons and Diet Coke