It’s been snowing in/around England over the last week, however is yet to hit my town. I’m awaiting the morning I wake up to look out of my window at the foresight of a beautiful white wonderland. There is just something so special about frosty mornings, that I’ll forever love and forever wait to come. Each and every year; without a doubt.
Until then, I will continue to wear cute Bohemian dresses with a hint of faux fur (to keep snug) until I am forced to hide it all by huge woollen coats, otherwise known as blankets. Blankets will always do the job.