I need to clear my head, do homework, and shop. Item one is the priority. It remains to be seen if the other two will happen.
Train rides are my preferred method of quiet contemplation. There’s nothing quite like listening to The Smiths while staring out the window and watching the beautiful Pacific Northwest go by.
clarity - peace - serenity
Enjoying brunch with my amazing Aunts! Can’t wait for the show to start!
Stag PDX
Half Moon Bay. Yet, it’s made from English botanicals. This is the closest thing I’ve experienced in product form to the (heavenly) coastal aroma of Half Moon Bay. So glad this found me. It’s earned a permanent place in my home.
Late lunch at Thomas’s after trying on what seemed like a hundred different coats and jumpers and jackets at Burberry’s.
This trip to the UK has been full of extraordinary coincidences. Every turn into a shop or pub greets me with a Morrissey song or Beth Ditto. I’ve run into three of the same people I met last time I was here in completely random locations (not even the same place I met them last time). The hotel that we booked for in Manchester had a Morrissey themed lobby display (neither of us knew this prior) and, I just told the outstanding bartender, Chiara, at CitizenM Shoreditch (who remembered me from last week) about my the tattoo I received in Manchester (wanted to see if she knew of a shop around here as I’m ready for my next) and she too has a Smiths inspired “there is a light...” tattoo on her arm. This world is telling me I’m where I belong right now. And I couldn’t be more thrilled to be here.