Hello! and greetings from Oxford!
Although I intended my blog posts to be more photo based, I accidentally forgot my camera connector in the states so I guess I will have to woo you with my words in the meantime. Speaking of…I cant help but think how incredibly silly it is that the Brits (boys especially) find the American accent “charming.” Last I checked improper English and using the work “like” far too often (which I am guilty of) is far from charming but I guess this is where the phrase “To each is own” would come into play?
Anyways…
I really would hate for this to become a “Today in Europe I did this” type of blog so I will most likely pick out one or a few things I find worth writing about.
Today, walking the streets of Oxford I saw this old woman wearing at least 3 different furs, 4 or 5 watches, and what looked like every ounce of jewelry she owned. The purpose of this story is to tell you, a curious third party participant of my adventures abroad, that I want to be her one day- roaming the streets of Oxford in what looked like a drunken stumble at 3 pm. She was glamorous and uninhibited- practically everything I could hope to be. Thank you Oxford.
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