I'm typing this from my hotel in London, where it is currently a comfortable 0 degrees, and it's snowing outside. Now while I don't exactly enjoy walking outside when the wind is blowing into my face, it's still a wonderful sight to behold, as the streets and cars are covered in a thin, delicate, perfect blanket of snow. Since this is officially my first every snowfall, I looked like a complete idiot today walking down the street with my mouth wide open to catch snowflakes, looking instead as if I was waiting for a cock to fall from the sky. Anyhoo, I hardly had any sleep on my flight here and technically I should be worn out and crabby, but I've just spent the entire afternoon shopping in Oxford street, so I'm in great spirits. Oh and some Red Velvet cupcakes help as well. ;)
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