London Vibes Quotes

I wanted to go back to England with her. To London with her. Taking her to the Science Museum, the Natural History Museum, revisiting Norwich again but this time with her, to the Wizarding World, to the castles, the historical places, the old British-style bookshops, the Piccadilly Circus, or the Oxbridge vibes. I ruined it myself. It is no longer possible, I am no longer even able to see the beauty of that world, that country anymore. I can never go there for any purposes like that. I can never take anyone. You made everything beautiful. It’s all gone.

Each layer was a clean, crisp white. Marzipan over rich Vienna cream icing, edged with sugar lace, a delicate spidery web of lines, the perfect allusion of the bobbin lace that Princess Rose liked to weave. Or at least claimed she wove as a useful anecdote. His notes stated that she gave biannual speeches as patron of the City of London Arts and Crafts Guild. Flowers wound up the side of the cake, the blooming vine of a fairy tale. He studied the effect with distaste. A tap of the leftmost flower, and the petals changed color from an iridescent pink to a deep, brooding blood purple, almost black in tone. He swept his hand in front of the cake. One after another, the edges of the peony poppies bled, thee dark color leaching over the celestial pink. Still fairy tale, but with the inevitable malevolent element. Better. Also better suited to a dungeon or coffin than a reception table, but from the impression he got of the bride, the Tim Burton vibe was strongly in her wheelhouse.