B A B Y I T ‘ S C O L D O U T S I D E .
Oh look! It’s that cape again!
I’ll tell you, I’ve been wearing that thing pretty much non-stop lately. And I figured that, since it’s the sort of item that I once would’ve looked at and thought ‘I would have NO idea how to wear that!’, perhaps it wouldn’t hurt for me to break that rules of blogging and feature an item more than once ;)
Totally kidding. You know me and my penchant for wearing the same things over and over! Those leopard flats being a case in point…
We stepped out of the cafe and were hit immediately by a gust of wind 100 times brisker than the day’s forecast had predicted, and as our noses turned pinker and pinker in a matter of minutes as we walked along the New King’s Road.
Cold we might have been, yet still, there’s something undeniably lovely and happy-making about London during the winter months.
Each year I forget how beautiful London looks in the cold, crisp, blue-ish light of winter, and how much I love to visit the city during the festive season.
Though the hustle and bustle of the shopping hotspots never fails to me feel ever so slightly anxious about the state of my own Christmas shopping efforts (this year, non-existant so far…), there’s a sort of hurried energy to the place that’s undeniably infectious.
I love the lights that criss-cross back and forth between the tall buildings on Regent Street, and the blue and white snowflakes that usually sit high in the trees around Sloane Square.
I love the festive displays in shop windows, and seeing people walking along the streets bundled up in coats carrying a dozen shopping bags, and the sparkly silhouettes of Christmas trees that shine through the front room curtains of the homes that line the streets.
I remember being in London just a couple of days before Christmas last year, catching up with the girls just after Tania came back from Australia.
As I travelled across town, it seemed as though every other person making their way through the city was carrying armfuls of wrapped gifts, and dragging heavy suitcases behind them.
It felt like a scene from one of those gloriously cheesy Christmas films that we can’t help but watch each December, and I remember thinking ‘This is it, right here. *This* is Christmas.’
I’ve always had this strange love for travelling over Christmas season, no doubt born from that most famous of Christmas songs (is Chris Rea singing in your head right now, too?), and I think that’s why that little scene caught my heart in the way it did.
In fact, I’m already starting to get fluttery with excitement about the travelling we’re doing around Christmas time this year!
How will you be spending your Christmas day, this year? :) My Mum’s hosting this one, and I just can’t wait!