Friday, 24 February 2012

Spring has sprung

So I bought myself roses. Yesterday was 63 degrees in London. I sat in the park and read my books for school. It was the perfect afternoon.

Monday, 20 February 2012

Tuesday, 14 February 2012


A sample of random-ness that lives in the corner of my desk. We all have them. The things you find interesting at a random bar, the flyers you just can't throw away, something that catches your eye. 

Sunday, 12 February 2012

She has inspired me to want to wear hats again. 

Thursday, 9 February 2012

Snail Mail

I love getting mail in the post. It makes my day and I have on many occasions tried to get a postcard buddy and I have finally found one. You know who you are! Here are a few of the postcards I have received.

  my mom has been diligent sending me things as well. I love getting her cute cards. I feel so loved.

If you want to send me something here is my address. I promise I'll write back. Promise.

19-21 Queensborough Terrace
London UK
W2 3SS

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

Je veux un verre d'eau.

Lyon, France! I am finally posting my pictures from the trip I took months ago.

 Although I don't ski, the resort we spent time at was so cozy. There were sleigh rides, an arcade and even a cinema. 

 The gang! 
 The French Alps.
 The French Alps five minutes later.
 The French Alps ten minutes later. They are beautiful at all hours of the day.
 Besides cheese I ate these candies the whole trip until I felt sick. Haribo, c'est beau la vie!
 My first time crowd surfing.

 Peg crowd surfing.
 Peg and Lo Lo
 Our second night we set out to find a proper french mountain meal.
 and we decided on Raclette. The most amazing cheese experience I have ever had and one that is specific to the mountain regions of France.

 You get potatoes and cured meats to go with the Raclette
 The Raclette. Now you dine for hours. 

  After pitchers of wine and almost a full wheel of cheese this is all that was left. Needless to say I could not eat for days after this. 
 Old town, Lyon
We discovered an old fashion puppetier shop. There are puppet shows every few hours but we missed them. 

 I know I have shown this picture before but I really want Becci to see it. 
Goodbye Lyon, France. How wonderful you are.