So London kept me busy. So busy in fact, I didn’t blog but once. But I warned you, so I have NO guilt. Well, maybe a little. OK, ok – I was raised Catholic, so I have a lot of guilt. Sheesh. Let me be already.
A few fun facts about London. People are nuts. We immediately noticed the funky shoes and varied outfits of people all over the city. The women, for sure, but also the guys. The shoes, the scarves – there was color and wacky patterns and all kinds of combinations to behold. At first I thought “wow – REALLY? You’re wearing that?!” But then I slowly realized something. The British (and actually Europeans in general, since a good portion of folks in London aren’t British at all) have WAY more fun with fashion than we do. And why NOT? My tan slacks and black blazer felt really, really boring. And I started to crave wearing something daring and fun. Why NOT wear something that makes you smile? Whether it’s a ridiculously big ring, or a pair of gold pumps, or crazy shawl, or whatever. Life is short, and being nervous about wearing THAT thing that you love is just silly. So I’m going to make an effort to be a little more daring and fun this summer with what I wear.
Consider yourselves warned.