Being but a hop, skip and a train ride away, London is my haven and a place that I never tire of. I was there on Saturday, frantically finalising the finishing touches to my Christmas shopping. I have never actually been in Central London, underneath the twinkly lights in December when the snow has been falling and actually settling. So when we naively emerged from Oxford Street tube, inappropriately dressed for such a flurry, we were rather enraptured by the romantic notions of this wintertime blessing. This hand in hand feeling lasted from about Topshop to the corner of Carnaby Street until we both discovered that our fashion footwear was anything but waterproof. Soggy socks syndrome had struck.
Paris is only a fleeting memory for me, as I was taken there on a whistle stop visit by my father en route to Disneyland, a place I seemed to have much more of a veritable interest in as a ten year old or what not. I would like to return to Paris just to cast my own judgement on the capital. It is the type of place that is laced in such splendour, romantic nuances and iconic hints, I would love to experience its finesse as well as uncover the hidden, darker sides of the city.
New York, New York...those who have been reading my blog for many months will recall that Sophie and I were whisked off to the Big Apple early this year courtesy of Sleek Make up and Sophie's unbelievable bowling talent. Previously I had been acquainted with New York on the turn of my 18th birthday and I believe it was love at first sight, smell and beep of an inpatient taxi driver's horn.
This Monday Motto just made me think of all the places I have been and all the realms which I still yearn to go and discover...
Tell me about your favourite places. Oh and also, I am going to open up the 'few to follow' forum to you. So feel free to leave your link, or endorse any other blogs you think I may like, and you could be appearing on Motto Monday next week.