A Very Potter Premiere...

Firstly: sorry for the insanely long absence. I started another internship as soon as I got back from holiday, and it's been intense, to say the least. The commute is an hour and a half by train! Having to get up at 6am every day so I can be out of the house for 7:30 is clearly not going to be part of my longer life plan...

But, getting onto what you really want to know about! I apologise, that this isn't an Anthro centric post, but I gather some people might like to hear about my red carpet experience for the Harry Potter final premiere! Alas, I didn't wear Anthro - I was too jetlagged to put a proper outfit together :(
By the way, those looking for starry photos will be disappointed, I don't like snapping pictures of stars. I think part of the unspoken agreement of getting to go to events like these is not harassing celebrities.
Here we go!

This was apparently the longest red carpet event in the world! The premiere was in Leicester Square but the carpet started, as you can see, in Trafalgar Square, almost half a mile away! That's the bottom of Nelson's column you can see behind the big screen (and Helena Bonham Carter on it!).

Diagon Alley! I have to admit, I wasn't completely looking forwards to the premiere as I was hugely jet lagged and generally not feeling great. Completely changed my mind once I got to Diagon Alley and I could not have been more of a fan girl. I totally get the appeal of The Wizarding World of Harry Potter, now (though I still wish it was in Scotland). On the right we have Potage's Cauldron shop and, more importantly, Ollivanders! Did try to get a picture in front of Ollivanders, but it didn't come out properly - sad face.

I couldn't resist forcing my brother to snap a couple more Diagon photos for me. They really went all out with the details - there was even a guy with a real owl perched on his arm around here (being inundated by small fans - slightly afraid the bird was going to freak out).

Of course, no trip into the world of Harry Potter would be complete without Death Eaters - eep. Some of them were really quite menacing (and one was a little handsy - which is a whole 'nother worry).

Guess which house I would be in :) 

The woman with the silver scarf, in the background, is actually Maggie Smith, aka McGonagall which is just confirming my confidence in being a Gryffindor. My brother identifies more with Slytherin!

All along the route there were sections where the public couldn't see in and, as you can see, they weren't going to be stopped!

Once we got to the cinema (the top photograph was snapped just outside the entrance) we had to sit in our seats for about half an hour before they were ready to start. All the while they were showing interviews with the stars on the red carpet, along with the occasional fan interview. This led to one of the funniest events of the night:

Interviewer: I see you've managed to get loads of autographs...

FanGirl: Yeah, it's amazing how many have come over-

I: Ooh, you've even got Alan Rickman, Professor Snape, that's a rare one. What were you thinking as he was coming over, isn't he quite scary?
FG: Oh yeah, I was like "oh, shit!" [slaps hand over mouth]

I: Moving on!

Of course, seeing as this was being broadcast live to TV stations and cinemas across the country the interviewer had to move on, but the poor girl looked mortified. The entire cinema cracked up. Brilliant.

I didn't take any photos of the after party, I'm afraid, sticking to my aforementioned rule on bothering the cast, etc, but I did see nearly everyone, including the ever elusive Alan Rickman (who kept being harassed by people at the party for photos, etc., poor man). Emma Watson was on the dance floor next to me and Natalia Tena's (Tonks) band was playing (she plays the accordion!) and introduced by David Thewlis (Lupin - my favourite) who is just really lovely. Obviously it was an amazing night all round. We did manage to get this photo done on the green screen, my brother and I, as a fairly memorable souvenir. I think it would make a good Christmas card, don't you?