My Dr. Martens morphed into an object that was representative of my new existence. I wore them out of that very shop. I loved the way they made me feel: strong and capable, and like I fit into my new surroundings just a little bit more than before.
It is the routines and rituals that take place within my home that really highlight the concept of the ‘beauty of the familiar’.
The bewitching thing about my transatlantic life is I can live in England and love it dearly, but wear my deep affection for Florida like a light, floral orange blossom perfume.