Dance, sister, dance.

There's nothing quite like dancing with your sister. Nevermind having a sister who can dance circles around you.

Going to miss this one. See you in New York in the fall!

big big big kisses.

Sixteen candles.

It's 1 AM in London, meaning my crazy little sister, Margot, is sixteen years old today! First year I'm not there to celebrate with her, but luckily I shopped all weekend and have a gift to give her first thing this weekend. 

Big kisses across the ocean. 

D

P.S. I dedicate this song to you.

Margot, go, go, go.

Hi, I can't wait to see you. 

There better be a darn good Turkey waiting for me when I arrive in London. I'm not used to these American dates, my tummy has been hungry for it since September. This supposed "memory mattress" on my new bed sounds a little intense so I've decided to bunk in with you. Okay, thanks.

xo D