Beam me up Scottie!

Thursday, 24 November 2011

A few months ago, we bought our very first car together. Delilah (because I knew instantly that she was a Delilah) is an old gal who has psychotic tendencies, but she’s fast and reliable. So with her leading the way, we hope to do some roadtripping around the UK. I’m ashamed to say that even though we have been here for over 7 years, we have done very little exploring around the UK. This is all about to change, first on the list is another trip to the Cotswolds and then early next year… I am planning a trip to Scotland! I’m pretty excited about it after seeing these pictures of the scenery! Have you visited Scotland? Do you want to visit?

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What? You have a fireplace in your entry hall?

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

In my teeny tiny London house, you open the front door and you are right in the middle of the living room. Apart from the general lack of floor space, I miss having an entry to take off my shoes, hang my coat and dump pocket paraphernalia. I miss it even more so after coming across this stunning entry hall, which is not only roomy and light but also has a welcoming fireplace! How fabulous is that? Picture the scene, it’s been a long day at work and the wind outside is biting, you open your front door and are welcomed by a roaring fireplace, you then pour yourself a brandy (because this hallway clearly calls for brandy) and unwind in the comfort and warmth of your entry hall! I suddenly feel very cheated by my lack of entry hall! Oh the possibilities!

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Positively Autumnal!

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

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I realise I am a little late off the mark but I managed to get out and about over the weekend to take some photos of the last days of Autumn in the city. It’s one of my favourite times of the year! The crispy cold air, the burnt golden leaves, spiced pumpkin lattes (which I tried for the first time in New York and have missed every day since). But alas, it’s nearly over. The trees are almost bare, the ground is a little icy and Christmas lights are just starting to be turned on all throughout the city. It’s hard to be sad about it when I am so unbelievably excited about Christmas! Speaking of beautiful Autumnal colours… have you seen all the amazing orange goodies in the shops lately? I feel a new obsession coming on!

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Orange Flap Dress; Jumper; Platform Shoes; Belt; Feather Necklace; Kirby Clips; Barry M Dazzle Dust; Watch; Bangle; Orange Frog Ring; Orange Fedora;

A bit of romance…

Monday, 21 November 2011

How about a bit of loveliness to start off the week? I am not normally drawn to all-white interiors, there is just something about them that screams ‘sterile’ and unwelcoming to me. I also find myself puzzling over how people manage to keep each room clean without having a nervous breakdown? And then I found this beauty. Sterile? Not even slightly. It oozes character and warmth. Light streams into each room from the abundance of windows, lace textiles and rough painted timber provides much needed texture, and plants and flowers give cheerful pops of colour in each space. Could I live here and not worry about how to keep it clean? Hell yes! What do you think? 

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Booted…

Friday, 18 November 2011

Last year the combat boot trend hit London h.a.r.d. I jumped straight on to the bandwagon. Armed with my badass-don’t-mess-with-me-don’t-even-look-at-me-funny boots I felt invincible, I even developed a swagger. And then one evening on my way home from work, my lace of my left boot got caught in the gaping eyelet of my right boot and down I went (we won’t mention the very embarrassing high pitched squeal that managed to frighten a passing cyclist). Right outside of work. At home time. After assessing the damage hidden behind a car, I hobbled back to the train station and spent the rest of my journey sobbing like a drunk hobo with muddy/bloody ripped jeans. Needless to say the offensive boots were tossed to the back of the cupboard never to been seen again… Ok, not quite, I took them out the next week, ripped out the eyelets and resumed my swagger. What can I say? I looooovve my dangerous combat boots. And I have no less than 2 pairs on my Christmas wishlist! What say you to the mighty combat boot? Like or loathe?

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I even love them on men…

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