Tonight’s the last night I’ll see Posetta – or Pottles as I have taken to calling her – before I return to America. I dognapped her from lil’sis this afternoon and brought her back to the country so I could max out my Posetta time. I’ll return her tomorrow when I drive back down to London in a shiny blue Transit van to empty the huge, locked hall cupboard in my London flat where I shoved all the books & Vogues I cldn’t take to America when I first rented it out. The flat is for sale, and I do not want lil’sis to have deal with all my stuff  if/when it sells.

I am seriously concerned about where it’s all going to end up. Although I’ve spent the last few months emptying out every cranny of the family home, there are still boxes & crates of books, magazines & old NMEs that I want to keep, and there’s no guarantee that my mother will be able to store them in wherever she ends up. In an ideal world I would ship them all to America, but at the moment it’s just not fiscally viable.

At least all my clothes – the vintage I have inherited, my mother’s old 70s pieces, the special pieces I can’t part with, all my old evening wear – are safely vacuum packed and stashed away in the attic at C’s in Highgate – I cannot thank her enough for volunteering the space.

The rest of my  precious possessions-  boxes of my kitchen equipment, are in that cupboard too.  But I’ve got round that part of the problem by offering a girlfriend some of it – however much I like my matched eight place settings of Habitat white porcelain, the fact remains that I bought it all on press discount in the first place, and it would cost more to store in the UK or ship to America than it it would cost to replace.

I also need to dispose of the contents of my art deco drinks cabinet. Something tells me that that won’t be a problem.

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Such a bittersweet feeling reading your last few posts, here and on twitter. I hope all goes well, that you soon find a buyer for your flat and that you finally find that ever elusive feeling of ‘this is home, this is where i settle down’. It seems that some of us are blessed/cursed with eternal metaphorical homelessness. Good luck LLG and be strong. Manhattan here she comes! x

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wishing you all the best for the move. aw, didnt realise that Posetta baddog (i so love that name) wont be making it across the ocean w you. hugs and kisses to you and PD. x shayma

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I am hearing you! I am moving to france in november and need to dispose of the contents of my house! A rather daunting task. I also have 6 yrs worth of vogue which i need to leave in safe hands! They’re the only things I want to keep. Have a safe journey back. Xxxx

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I wish you all the best in your move, and I’m sorry to hear that it’s bringing you down right now. But it will all work out in the end, I’m sure!

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I can completely empathise, over the past 6 years I have moved house 6 times. To Canada with my parents, who have subsequently moved 3 times there (thankfully the whole packing/moving thing was done for us by burly moving men, so a bit less stressful!) then back to London and I’ve moved three times here too from Islington to Notting Hill and now Marylebone (no help in London from nice movers, just me alone slightly hysterical!) and am now moving back across the atlantic. Phew. I seem to have acquired huge amounts of, dare I say, crap. Fortunately my parents were shipping over the last of their belongings so I managed to cram some of my stuff in there but what I’m going to do with the rest I have no idea!! Good Luck, when in doubt, turn to wine and cupcakes!

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Good luck with it all. If it’s not too personal a question, I’d love to know what draws you to live in the states. I so love it there, visit as often as o can, but haven’t felt the compulsion to actually try to live there, yet. (added by Mobile using Mippin)

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Oh I feel for you — moving is scary but exciting too. Try to remember that its all just “stuff” you’ll always have the memories from the “stuff”. Maybe make notes as you clear out of your best memories to treasure forever? I’m sure once the flat is sold you’ll have a bit of a relief as well. Good luck with the move, and welcome back to NY! If I can ever help you out while in NY, please don’t hesitate. I honestly mean that.
XXX
Suzanne

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Good luck with the move. Can’t wait to read your blogs about being back in New York.

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Good luck, LLG, all the best wishes xxx

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I tend to get attached to my belongings, and remember everything I’ve had to part with over the years, moving across the ocean many many times.. furniture, pots and pans, sewing machine.. not the easiest.. and to think that I may have to do just that all over again in the coming months.. (Tokyo –> NYC) I’m with you! That said, everything always works out. Sending good thoughts your way!!

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