Dear London, Pt I.

Dear London (boys),

Why do you insist on still using hair gel to make it look like you had five different fans pointed at your head blowing your hair every which way?

Love,

Echo

Dear London (girls),

Do you know that your makeup is caked on and orange?

Love,

Echo

Dear London (mice),

You're tiny and cute and not scary like the NYC subway rats!

Love,

Echo

Dear London (streets),

I don't know you so well yet, but i can't wait to figure you out.

Love,

Echo