Good afternoon, Friday. It's been a week.
But I'm off to London on Monday and I'm so excited. Two weeks there. Can't wait. One of my all time favorite cities and one of the only other cities I can see myself living in one day. I'll be working most of the time but sure to squeeze in a few great meals, and of course, a stop at Liberty, a must for me because their beauty department is pretty much everything.
So as I start to pack (Lord help me), I'll channel my inner Shrimpton and hopefully not bust my suitcase. London in the winter is not easy when it comes to packing, and when you look online, the things people tell you to pack have nothing to do with style or fashion whatsoever. I need faux fur. I need leather. I need a vast array of leopard print. I need a strong boot game. Hopefully I'll get to the airport in time for my flight. Oy to the vey.
And I look forward to some posts from across the pond as I reacquaint myself with my very severe case of Anglophilia. Cause that's what's up this Friday in New York, Monday in London kind of day in the 212. Yours, in keeping calm and carrying on (and checking a bag too). XO