"Yummy."
Seeing Downton Abbey on the big screen was nothing short of epic for me.
How could anyone not cheer for Mosley in his dining room performance, want to hug Granny when she encapsulated in a snippet her take on the essence of Mary's true inherited role at Downton, and sigh with relief for Daisy's decision (finally) as if she were our own daughter? We truly, truly love these characters.
Downton: A place, a life where the worst tragedy with time, will inevitably dissipate into a pink, lightly-floral-scented-mist; accompanied by the weighty swish of an exquisitely hand-beaded frock, a long strand of lush pearls, and a worthy suitor in tow...