I can smell Autumn dancing in the breeze. The sweet chill of pumpkin and crisp sunburnt leaves.
The perfect Autumn is a combination of rainy, stormy, windblown nights and crispy, cold, dry days. The world is coloured in bright orange, red and yellow leaves and everywhere you go you can smell the familiar Autumn smell, the smell of rotting leaves and pumpkin guts. Continue reading
Every morning we get a chance to be different. A chance to change. A chance to be better. Your past is your past. Leave it there. Move on with your future part.
You wake up at the crack of dawn with your eyes still filled with sleep. Awaking by a beam of sunlight that slips through your curtains. It’s a sunny morning. You lay in bed thinking about the weird, yet, wonderful dreams you’ve dreamt that night. Continue reading
Your perfect shade lipstick is written in the stars…
The London Sisters 