I was out for dinner in the city last night with DH, and TWO strangers on the street told me that they love my dress. One was an old white woman and the other was a young black woman. It crosses demographics! This happens all the time in New York, but it only happened ONCE in the two years I was in London. At first, I thought that no one in London likes my clothes, but then I figured it’s just because the Brits are so reserved.
My life has been chaos lately, but is starting to settle down. I’ll have a new project to post at some point.
Rolling in Cloth 