Lashes of London skirt/ mom’s old turtleneck sweater/ Celine shoes/ Louis Vuitton Mirada bag/ vintage necklace
Street food. Delicious Paella and fruit Pimm’s. Old pubs. Random fortunetellers. The smell of truffles in the air. The fading echo of jazz playing somewhere close. That’s what the Borough Market of London turns into, on a Sunday afternoon. And Doina walking the green streets, filled with the history of the british capital, in heels, doesn’t make the experience less ordinary either. That place, hidden under the rail bridge near the London Bridge Station, has it’s own vibe, that takes you into a totally different world of the eighteen hundreds.
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