reflections on the journey

An Oxford Street window detail.
I adore teapots and old-fashioned china cups.
Forget the crappy, denim catwalk-ripoffs.
This was a treat.

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Taking pictures of boutique windows,
I watched others taking pictures of boutique windows.
Shared fascinations.
Does that make us friends?

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Art or silliness?
This one made me smile.
A perfect image.
Knightsbridge reflections: the outer world less substantial than the gilded cages and glitz.

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But not all that glitters is gold.

Haute Couture with the power to make me laugh.

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The litany of longing.

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Who’s that girl?
Dolce and Gabanna still see sexy at 50.
Knightsbridge-other-worldly works its magic on me.

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Chocolate-hallmark-holiday,
Be my Sloane Square Valentine.

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White fur,
Window-gazing,
Reflections

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Strolling through Chelsea,
White cyclamen

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