I spend a lot of time in adorable little teashops with friends catching up, gossiping and laughing- which often leads to wet smudgy mascara eyes. When I was at home I discovered this little beauty called Mother's Vintage Tearoom and ventured there with one of my best friends, Sarah. When we entered the little front door (after peeping in because we were sure we were walking into someone's house) we were zapped back in time to the 1930's.
It was the cutest little place, with the hand written menu and tiny teacups it felt like we were at a Tea Party.
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I have watched Lincoln and the pictures has this sort of feeling.
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