I LOVE PARIS IN THE SPRINGTIME, BUT I REALLY LOVE LONDON IN THE FALL!

London is slightly shy, seriously independent, a classic beauty and she leaves you feeling a bit giggly inside. Like finding a cute boy on the tube and discovering that you are both going to the same station. You may not go skipping off into a Los Angeles sized sunset, but you both secretly hope it happens again tomorrow.

Maybe it's vacation wanderlust, but even with the chill and the grey, there's just something...I think I need to live here. Strange electrical plugs and all.