It was fun while it lasted, but the house hunting horror series must come to an end. We have found a new home, hurray!
I can’t quite decide which caption to deem appropriate for this illustrious image of a sitting room. ‘When in Venice…’? Or what about an Alice quote: ‘Curiouser and curiouser.’ Taste, in this case, is definitely a matter of opinion.
Estate agent: The property is in very good nick. Ready to move in! Me: Obviously, you’d want to update that bathroom. Estate agent: Well, … that’s all down to personal style, isn’t it? Me: Harrumph.
It was only meant as a joke on twitter last night, but due to surprisingly popular demand, I am from now on going to share the most ridiculous properties on the London market with you. Be it for their decor, the general state they are in (damp, mice and bugs included) or the overpowering bullshit […]
The past few weeks have been oddly exhausting. Not because of what has happened; rather because of what could have happened. It’s all good news (or potentially none at all), but still, being kept in limbo for weeks, depending on a multitude of other people to make it happen (or not) has been wearing me […]
‘No playdates, no sleepovers, no complaining about the lack of the aforementioned.’ Long before I got hold of her controversial book Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother, Amy Chua had managed to create a rather authoritarian (if not malicious) image of herself inside my head. When the author of the contentious article Why Chinese Mothers […]
My friend Julia has been visiting me this weekend. We made a trip down memory lane (read: Portobello Road) on Saturday, rummaging through vintage fur coats, floaty dresses and… knickers.
Do you see what I see? Yes, I know, the resemblance is shocking. And it left me no choice…
The ultimate pick-me-up on a chilly Friday afternoon… What about great hair? Now you say ‘Moi? Avec hair extraordinaire?’ And I say ‘Mais oui, ma belle, if I can do it, so can you.’ Let me introduce me to my most recent beauty find in Islington: The Blow Bar. Take:
Somewhere I had read about us all moving towards a look that was preliminarily reserved for the porn industry. Fake boobs, fake nails, fake tan – even hair extensions and b(l)each blond hair had initially only been associated with the world of Dirk Diggler. Since The Only Way is Essex at the latest, we should […]