Oh London...

Long midnight chats in the kitchen. Always a shoulder to cry on. Red wine and cigarettes. Drunken text messages. Ponystep on a Sunday. Running in the rain. Children in leads. Priscilla on the stage. Morrissey. Too high heels. Blue lips. JD and coke. Fringe trims as Alexa Chung. Bow tattoos. La Roux. Hangover hang. Starbucks. Dreambags. Beautiful people. Bruises. Diet coke. The three witches. Karaoke out of tune. The day after walk of shame. G&T's. Holland tights. Not saying moist. Heaven and back. Tiny dancer. Bubbly. Pain au chocolates with the best of friends. Best burger on Brick Lane. Holding hands. Always someone to moan with.