London Is Freezing, It Must Almost Be Christmas

10 Nov 2014

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And do you know what Christmas means? It means eating your own body weight in roast potatoes, that's what it means. It means dodgy Christmas jumpers and whole days spent on the sofa watching crap tele with your family. It means wearing layer over layer over layer over layer because if you think London is freezing, you really don't want to return home to the north. It also means presents. So many presents. And although I personally prefer to give gifts than to receive them, I do have a short wish list...

(Sam, if you could pass this on to my Mum, it would be much appreciated. Cheers beautiful.)

1. I have phoned home more than once already this year complaining about how cold I am whilst walking home from work. I feel something (faux) fur, from Joules, could remedy that. If nothing else, it would save me a few conversations about why I should be having soup for my tea - "It's very warming!" "Yes, Mum, but how does that help me right now?" #FirstDaughterProblems #MerryWishmas
2. My last purse recently gave up the ghost. This pixie pouch, from Such & Such, has been on my mind since I came across it at the brand's Brick Lane pop up last month. It's beautiful.
3. Berlin has bitten me with the travel bug. I want to plan more weekends away. Also from Such & Such.
4.  Because Kate Spade. And because 'for the fun of it' is basically my motto these days.
5. And last but not least, a Madame Tussaud's London snowglobe, not pictured. Because not only did I have an amazing time doing all of the Merlin attractions (Tussaud's, Sealife, London Dungeons and the eye - where we had our own capsule at night time, and took advantage of the privilege by enthusiastically shaking it off like absolute pros) with my two best friends this weekend, I also met a cute guy that looks like Harry Potter. These things need to be commemorated in snowglobe form. Don't judge me.

What's on your Christmas wish list?

My New Housemate Has An Awesome Voice, Let's All Listen To Him Sing

25 Oct 2014


I was going to try and write something meaningful to accompany this video of my housemate, Thom, covering a Gabrielle Aplin song at my request/demand - but I love it a little too much to put into words. So instead I'm just going to post it, and run. (By which I mean sleep off a truly horrific hangover, eat some pancakes, and go dance to McBusted and the Baywatch theme at Infernos, surrounded by hot hot rugby boys, and drunk drunk Australians.) Have a good weekend!

{Side note} Other Gabrielle Aplin favourites include: Panic Cord. Home. The Power of Love.
Other Thom favourites include: Absolutely everything he ever says and does (#HousemateLove)

Berlin

22 Oct 2014

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Berlin shaped observations: In Berlin, everyone smokes in bars, and drinks in the street - and not only is that acceptable, it's perfectly legal. English Breakfast tea isn't a thing. Neither is shopping on Sundays (the shops are closed.) Compared to London, the streets are devoid of people - although littered with bikes and puppies. And fashion blogging is kind of a big deal (we saw a girl freezing half to death outside a Cheap Monday sample sale, wearing tiny shorts and accompanied by a clothes rail of equally tiny clothing. In comparison, we were wearing coats and jumpers. And we were still cold.) The graffiti is on a large scale, the people are impatient (an old lady tutted at me when I crossed her path) and the children confused (a tiny blonde child called me Mama.) The most important observation of all? Berlin comes to life at night.

How to make the most of a weekend in Berlin: Stay with a good friend, who wakes you up with scrambled egg, omelette, tea, and muesli with fresh raspberries (though not all at once, obviously.) Visit vintage markets, sample sales, and Urban Outfitters. Go to a rave in an old swimming pool, introduce yourself to absolutely everyone, dance until 8am. Eat cheesecake in an old bus that has been converted into a cafe. Drink hot chocolate. Have meaningful talks about life that put everything into perspective ("If this was an indie movie we'd be making a suicide pact right now" "They don't take you seriously because you look like a 1960's doll" "Animals are better than people.") Swat up on your history by visiting the Berlin Wall and the Holocaust memorial. Watch The Jungle Book in bed. Nap while your friend watches Coraline in bed. Eat everything Kinder. Wear warm clothes.

How you'll know you've had the best time ever: You'll have a little cry when you have to leave.

Berlin, I love you. Let's find a way to stay together forever. 

Next stop: Edinburgh.

Seven Henrietta Street

21 Sep 2014


Whilst sitting backstage at an event I've been working this weekend, I sat and read Kate Spade's 'Things We Love' from cover to cover. I loved it. This video - which is the epitome of girl power - was mentioned, and the quotes below were written in between playlists, and colours, and mini tales about everything, tinged with exquisite nothingness. Kate Spade is now officially my favourite designer. Well, for today, anyway...

A really great word: "Ellipses" comes from the greek élleipsis, meaning "omission" or "falling short."
Something to aspire to: "But he hardly heard a word they said. Any way he looked at her she was perfect."
One to think on (Related: For those of you wondering how the outcome of my last post went down, I reciprocated. It was all very sweet in the moment. And then, a week later, whilst standing in the street looking at me like I'd gone wrong when I showed signs of affection, he took it back. Turns out you can unsay those words.): "If only, I thought, I could talk to Eugene just one more time. This was before I came to understand that you cannot make someone fall in love with you. But here's what you can do. By arguing and pleading and screaming and crying and throwing plates and phoning a lot and bringing hot food and sending flowers and buying gifts and doing unsolicited favors and remembering a birthday and being nice and declaring your abiding love and trying hard or sometimes merely by being present, you can make someone who was hitherto lukewarm really detest you."

So there we have it. Regular updating will recommence in 5,4,3,2,1...

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