If there’s one way to put me into the festive mood around this time of year, it’s a visit to New Bond Street. Nothing says Christmas like the twinkling shop lights, bustling shoppers with noses pressed to window glass and sparkly shops decked out in bows so big it feels like you’re next to a real life dolls house. It’s honestly one of the most magical places in the city, and if like me, you’re partial to a bit of festivity I can guarantee you’ll be able to fill your boots with some seasonal warm fuzziness.
So, during one crisp winter morning (there’s something so deceiving about winter sunshine isn’t there?)- Joe and I headed across to the street, for a pre-meeting mooch and to snap some pictures in front of one of the most special shops on the street, Tiffany’s. Although I’d definitely be telling porkies if I said I regularly frequented the shop, being able to play the ‘one day…’ or ‘if I could…’ card is sometimes just as fun, and nothing says Christmas like a bit of festive wishing, right? But regardless, for now I’ll get my Tiffany’s fix from endless Audrey Hepburn reruns and this fuzzy winter knit (because I’m sure box coordination is the next best thing)…
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