I flew last minute to the motherland to spend the holidays with my parents, to which everything just completely caught up on me whilst trying to juggle my many projects... I'm like a bloody one-man-band over here guys!
3 whole weeks I had, to roam on English soil. I spent the first week at my boy Konna's apt in London, which he boldly proclaimed is now my 'London pad'! Sweet! Can I now have some keys too?!
My first day in London, I of course hit up my old favorite spots, to set the tone, I was wearing my cream Cerutti 1881 pencil skirt, pastel blue vintage angora sweater, and from my own design collection a white bustier and pink/grey 50's inspired swing coat. Pink Dior anniversary cage shoes, Dior sunglasses, pink leather gloves and a nude quilted purse.
Konna and I are in Harrods, mentally buying up the entire store. I realize with all my excitement of being here I hadn't even had a cup of tea yet so I suggest we go Laduree' which I love, Konna on the other hand didn't, and refused to pay the somewhat $8 they were charging for a cup of tea. Saying it was overpriced an under-atmospheric in there! I threw a mini stop (Konna did capture the look on my face when he told me with his Samsung -what no iphone?!- but that will forever remain for him and I to laugh at!) stormed outside in a dramatic movie scene exit. My swing coat swishing behind me beautifully, while Konna is calling name behind me!
We did end up having quite a nice coffee at Harvey Nichols, but it just didn't match my ensemble well!
The evening was spent catching up with my good old friend Barney, to which things begin to get hazy in an old pub with wine. Konna comes to get me and we somehow (still remains a mystery to me!) make it back.
Even though it rained the entire time, now there's a surprise! it didn't stop me, or my fashion, from spending the next few days shopping, seeing friends and feeding the birds at Battersea Park (apparently Konna is a regular!)
It was Christmas Eve, I was back with my parents and we are in my beloved town of Lewes, which is like a 'Misfit historical dream' full of antique stores and, to die for, architecture! while my dad is picking up last minute food in Waitrose (I don't where they are keeping this said food, the fridge at home could already barely close!) I couldn't resist a little antique shopping, picked up some fine bone china teacups- you know me and my teacups!
The days that passed over christmas were a blur of food and Downton Abbey.
I broke my Veganism by eating some real mature English Cheddar at any moment possible, ahh there is no better taste than that!.... I guess once a year wont kill me, I could have a worse poison!
New Years Eve was spent with my girl Law, we saw it in, in a pretty civilized and grown up way at The Shorditch House. I had been making my outfit up until the 11th hour, it was a mad rush, but my teal blue fur, white bustier, and pink/grey check pencil skirt were a success! After Shorditch House I hit up my boys place The Drunken Money to spend the rest of the evening hanging with my 'old London buddies' to which it was so nuts seeing so many old faces!
It was a bitter sweet farewell when I left, I had gotten used to my morning Tea's with my parents, being around my old friends, and breathing in the fresh country air. On the other hand though, I was itching to get back to my house, and back to work on my projects that I'm so eager to unleash to you all. Which its what one has been doing since being back, hence the delay in this post! (oops sorry!)
Here's to Two Thousand and Thirteen!
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