That sounds kind of sad in text but I promise it's not. (She typed through liquid-eyeliner tinted tears and a fifth slice of Ciabatta.)
It was a really great oppurtunity to carb load, drink hot chocolate, complain about the rain (it's literally
There was a little gang of twenty-something girls having sundowners - except, it was like two pm so, what, nooners? A girl was out with her dad for lunch and she spent the whole time begging for a new laptop. I watched the most handsome couple ever whisper sweet nothings to each other by the escalators. I also watched a little girl watch me eating fries with Parmesan.
I wore my zebra print top that I found in Istanbul, a denim pinafor and fisherman sandals from Mr Price. I felt rather hipster actually.