Tonight I went to Old Navy. This is the result.
I like to call it “feeling festive” (/couldn’t resist)
Shower time
Sensory at its finest.
I only have to look at this shower gel and suddenly I’m back in the Berkshires, it’s the summer(s) of 2008 and 9, and the original American adventure is well underway.
Obviously it had to purchased for the final leg of the current American dream. Yay for Coconutty goodness.
Sandy Survival
In times of need, keep it British. There’s nothing a good cup of tea and biscuit can’t solve.
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It took me less than a month to realise that I don’t want to leave my new found home. I only fear it will take me longer than 6 weeks to figure out how to make that happen.
If there was ever a perfect cue for a good, wish-granting witch to enter, this would be it.
“Listen to the ground, there is movement all around’
A letter from London
Casual.
Crown Heights Haiku
Just the three of us.
The Pug, the boyfriend and me.
Scene of happiness.
The problem with packing
Whoever decided that the international baggage allowance was 1x 23kgs never had to live away for 4 months. They were also not female and/or aware of the importance of layering.