THE ORACLE: LONDON

Good evening fellow blogging community... Yes, the blog has been stagnant for a week or so..but for good reason- EXPLORATION!!!! ADVENTURE!!! and yes, that took the kikis to London... To see what the fuss was all about.. and WE LOVED IT!! FUSS=JUSTIFIED! I was online one day and a woman wrote in inquiring about a bag she'd seen on the blog.. We spoke, talked, wrote and wrote.. Oh the O'Leary, as I like to refer to her as was a breathe of fresh air.. She was a young londoner, in search of fashion delicacies. and I was coming to her stomping ground and could provide! and in return she informed me that she could tell me all of her London secrets, that only those with a proper and not fake accent would be privy to.. I took her up on her offer, with a babooshka hobo in my suitcase.. Jetlagged, I met her at Shortage house, a quite shi shi hangout with folks laying about in the pool and drinking pretty drinks.. Mine, a yummy mohito of some sort. I Love the people I met. co-workers, friends, completely kind and friendly.. NOT NEW YORK! I made the fashion transfer and she gave me "The Oracle's list".. A treasured item. All knew of this knowdledge- as strange as it was..I ran away, ready to take it on.. Except, I'm jet lagged.
But, I muddled through a few sites, had a few brews, defended my partner from patroling hippie hipsters with their eyes for Italians..at Dover Street market.. Comme Des Garcons for days!!! A few days later i met the Oracle at a "good" chinese restaraunt in Soho with some good friends and friend of friends and Sophie!!.. We drank wine.. ate tofu... drank more pints.. went to Duckies, a reknowned gay bar in the district of debauchery.. Sophie hiked her skirt a few inches higher... I took ridiculous pictures.. Hours later, after tube attempts, cabs, the oracle threw me in a cab where I returned to the Hoxton for a good and long sleep..
gracia ORACLE!!!! I love strangers who take you in and are so sweet to tell you about their city.. kisses.. kikis.