Christmas in London means massive transformations to some of our favourite haunts. Some are simple, others are so over the top it’s hard to recognise the original venue. All, however, are in celebration of the festive season. There are no Grinches here, only people looking to capitalise on the biggest consumer holiday in existence. I might as well just give…
It started with Juicy Couture tracksuits. Loungewear as daywear became fully acceptable the moment women started stepping out in Ugg Boots with Juicy emblazoned across their backsides. I’m not saying this was a good moment in time. In fact, I’m pretty sure we all look back and think to ourselves “what was the world thinking?” I blame Paris Hilton and…
This one’s for the foodie. I have finally eaten at Kensington’s Kitchen W8, our neighbourhood Michelin starred restaurant. It should be noted that it will forever be strange to acknowledge that I live near a place that could have a Michelin star. I can remember thinking, as a child, that this meant you were living the good life. Michelin starred…
Did someone say it’s grey outside? I can’t see it at all. I’m too busy being blinded by the colour explosion currently taking place in my closet. The darker it gets, the more colours of the rainbow I’m pulling out to fight the early disappearance of the sun. There is nothing easy about it getting dark just before 4pm in…
The older I get, and let’s not sugarcoat this people, as I am ageing rapidly, the more inclined I am to seek out places that bring me tranquility. Long gone are the adventure excursions on a monthly basis. They’ve been replaced by a hunt for something that will quiet my soul and give me a moment or two to just…
