Breathe.

I am desperately missing London right now.

My love affair with the city began when I started working there during summers once I was at university in Scotland. I was instantly in love. I was fortunate enough {via crashing in friend's flats} to live in some of the nicest areas of London which of course did nothing to spoil my perfect view of the place at all.

I truly miss everything about it... Walking to work every morning along Brompton Road and passing Harvey Nicks and Harrods {the tube is too hot and stuffy during the summer most of the time}, seeing the big red double decker buses go by, looking at the most amazing architecture I have ever seen and being so envious that people get to call those flats home, strolling through the parks and gardens on the weekends and watching everyone play with their dogs, the style of the individual neighborhoods like Notting Hill, Holland Park, Chelsea, Knightsbridge and Mayfair, spending time on the Kings Road every weekend, Old and New Bond Street {especially the Miu Miu store....TO DIE FOR!}, eating the most amazing breakfasts I have ever had at Baker and Spice, lunch every day in Green Park...I could write a novel about this.

London was also instrumental in forming who I became as a person, and in particular my style. I didn't even know what style meant, let alone what style even was, until I began working in the city. Of course, working in the Prada press office and being around so many different people from different cultures certainly helped, as I really learned what it meant to express YOURself, but London fueled the changes and supported the creativity.

Every once in a while, and I'm not sure why, I get so sad that I am not there. I decided to leave - and I do not regret the decision one bit - because I wanted to come back to Texas to raise a family......but a part of me - a big part at that - has never left. It is like a family member you have ridiculous amounts of fun with, really connect with and long to see every day, but you never get to. Sads. My goal is to one day have a flat there so that I can spend a couple of months there every summer with my children, and be able to really share with them the city that has a little {BIG} part of their mother's heart.

Kensington Gardens from above

Holland Park

Beautiful flats off the Kings Road

Baker & Spice

My walk to work every morning along Brompton...

I loved the chaos of the streets!

Ok now you're just going to be flat out jealous. This is the route I took to get to the Kings Road during my last summer there when I lived in South Ken. It is also my dream street, and THE street I WILL live on when I have my flat.

So I turned the corner and saw this:

Which went on to this:

Then this!

And you continue on around the bend to this:

And this. My heart melts.

These photos do not even come close to doing the street justice. Y'all, it is so fabulous. So chic. So awesome. Just walking past all of the beautiful colors puts anyone in a good mood! My favorite is probably the bright blue, or the candy colored all in a row, but I wouldn't say no to any of them ;)

Of course, I also miss St. Andrews. Bucket loads. But I think I mainly miss my friends.

That scarf I am wearing is actually a table cloth. Ha!

Endless laughter.

The May Dip. A bunch of crazies go jump into the North Sea at sunrise on May 1. It's still 40 degrees in Scotland on May 1 {for the Celcius crew reading this, that means ice cubes}. The water is negative 47,000.

Don't ask.

Now, the text below the following photo is purely for the person in the picture with me. Phelpatron. None of it will have any meaning to anyone except for her...and probably every other female who attended St. A's...

A lap - n. (derived from the french term le lap) to hit up every bar in town as fast and as friendly as possible so that everyone thought that you were out on the town that night and on really good form, but then swing by Tesco and get some Finest chocolate chunk cookies and watch Finding Nemo in bed in pj's.

I wonder how many AA miles we have right now....................

xoxo

Sheridan