Some of you might not be aware that I have been applying to many schools in London to get my Masters in Marketing. I’ve received several acceptances and am excited I will soon be making my decision on which university to attend. From here on out my impossibly dream will become more tangible and real. I’ve been wanting to move to London since I can remember. I’m bit of an anglophile (as written in my “About Me” section) I’m not sure exactly what has always drawn me to London, but I think it’s always the unmentionables that make us fall in love with a place.
I could list the historical nature, old european architecture, swooning british accents, foreign food labels, easy travel between other countries, calming cloudy and rainy days as all reasons why I’ve fallen in love with London over my life. But there is something I can’t put down in words that just makes it feel like home. I’ve had a urning to keep returning and I don’t have the answer for everyone else. Not everyone feels like there is another location in the world that belongs to them, but I do.
I came to London. It had become the center of my world and I had worked hard to come to it. And I was lost. –V. S. Naipaul
I’m excited to take you on my journey to London this year. I’ll be really trying to post several times a week, if not at least one a day. I already post daily content on my Instagram @peoniesandplaces so make sure you follow to see my posts and instastory’s. Eventually I’ll start writing about my favorites in London, recommendations for shopping in town, and even where my weekend travels take me.
I’m more of just a traveler but someone is attracted to and stimulated to aesthetically pleasing things and visual intrigued. That’s why I gravitate towards all things photography, fashion and lifestyle. They all have an importance in my heart. Once classes get rolling I’ll write some posts on marketing tips and tricks and how I’ve been growing my social media following. For now, the future is in process
You find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford. -Samuel Johnson