18 12 2009
journal • shooting stars {2}

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yesterday turned out to be an almost perfect day; filled with friends, love, cough syrup, cake, and SNOW.
friends: the best way to go with friends is to be honest and admit it when things don’t turn out as they should for whatever reason.
love: close your eyes, and let the magic happen.
cough syrup: it seems the most reasonable approach to a sore throat. the best-spent four pounds of my life.
cake: small cranberry cakes with lovely orange and cinnamon undertones are the perfect complement to…
SNOW: two days in a row. it feels unreal for the southern girl I am. snow, period. right in the city centre, period.
I hope to be able to drop by sometime during the upcoming few days, but really, don’t expect much from me. I have the feeling that the restaurant is going to be super busy!
tags: cake, christmas, friends, london, love, night, snow.














