The Gentlewoman

I was slightly dubious at first to see The Gentlewoman in my local W H Smith. Canterbury chain stores and exciting new fashion magazines don't exactly go hand in hand. Oh how pleasantly surprised I was to discover that it is AMAZING. Beautiful, chic, interesting and relevant (plus the wonderful Pheobe Philo as it's first cover star) it is everything a modern girl could want for a few hours of fashion escapism.

Damaris

These new additions to my lingerie drawer are soooo dreamy, they're almost too pretty to wear. Almost. 

Bag of dreams...

Catching up on blog reading and feeling an affinity with Cocos' Handbag Junk post on Cocos' Tea Party, I have spent a little time thinking about the contents of my dream handbag, my current one is filled mainly with chewing gum wrappers and train tickets, far too many train tickets for my liking actually...

Mulberry Alexa and keyring, Moleskine notebook, Fiji water, YSL Arty ring, Louis Vuitton Sprouse scarf, iPod nano, The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, Marc by Marc Jacobs watch, Dermalogica climate control lip balm.

Grrr

And yeah, I know this is old now but My Tiger My Timing are playing in my town tomorrow and I just remembered how much I love it... Enjoy!

Ariba!

Due to circumstance beyond my control involving crowbars and rum it has been necessary to frequent the Church Street Hotel in Camberwell. What's not to love about a boutique hotel with extra Latin quirk in SE5? Must remember to have less control of circumstance in future if this is the result. Illicitly smoking out of the window of our lime green room wrapped in a Peruvian blanket, I definitely felt a holiday vibe. Hand painted Mexican tiles adorn the bathrooms while old Havana Club bottles double up as vases, this is quirky boho at it's best.

Monday morning gave way to a gloriously bright, watery sunrise and a lazy plan of visiting the Royal Observatory at Greenwich was executed, followed by Long Island Iced Tea cocktails and prawn stir fry. Bliss.