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That week.
There are some trips you enjoy, and then the re are trips that feel almost impossible to fully absorb while they’re happening. London was the latter. The preparation started weeks before I even arrived. First there was the invitation. THE invitation. Then there were outfit discussions, emergency online orders, “I definitely need a hat” moments, and the sudden realisation that apparently one nice dress was not going to cut the schedule. My hairdresser refreshed my colour befor
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