May 7, 2011
The Red Tent
It's my first mother's day in another country, without my mummy. I miss her like crazy and can't wait to see her again. It's also possibly the ugliest mother's day ever, rainy and overcast and cold. I miss easter colours and pastels and flowers blossoming and the sun warming the winter chill from the air.
Anyways, here's to my mom, the one who taught me about Carole King and James Taylor, who taught me how to grow up, who inspired my love of fashion and shopping, who taught me how to open a wine bottle and also how to drink the whole thing with no one being any the wiser.
Miss you KP, you're my best friend, my favourite person in the whole world, I'd be lucky if I turned into half the person you are. I love you <3