I’ll never, ever say I’m a country sort of girl. I grew up in London and I feel weird without the hustle and bustle of a city. I like background sound, constant moving and frankly, I love getting irrationally pissed off at strangers. When I’m in London, I’m a woman on a misson: A to … Continue reading
I’ve sweltered in Boston’s humid summers and I’ve crunched the golden brown leaves as I’ve walked its Autumn, but I’ve never seen Boston in the midst of winter. London hasn’t snowed this year, but Boston’s had the brunt of it. The snow storms cancelled flights and trapped people indoors. But this is the beautiful side … Continue reading
Kirst over the World 