Frank Sinatra knew what he was talking about, "... A foggy day in London town, It had me low, And it had me down. I viewed the morning, With such alarm... "
I'm back in miserably grey England keeping my head firmly buried in my work to keep the creative juices flowing. Anyone from England knows exactly what I'm talking about. Why can't everyday be like this? Let's hope this Pantone forecast allows everyday to be a Mimosa day.
