Asos lace dress, random market top, Mango boots, Miss Selfridge hat, Grey Ant sunglasses.
what i’ll miss most…
browsing the insane vintage selection and spying ultimate style mavens at Friday’s Portobello Market, delicious and cozy Notting Hill pubs and bistros, the buzz and adrenaline rush that comes from shopping at Topshop Oxford Circus, cute neighborhood cafes and minuscule news agents who sell every international fashion magazine known to man, bloody marys and white wine on the side of Electric Brasserie’s delectable burger every Sunday afternoon, Saturdays with the boys in Brighton, dining outdoors on an abnormally warm spring day, Shoreditch House and Bungalow 8, food shopping at the daily fresh market and cooking dinner with the boy, midday coffee meet-ups that turn into wine filled nights, the treasure chest otherwise known as My-Wardrobe’s showroom, 3am kebab runs with the boy after a raucous night out, the best high street shopping I have ever experienced, streets full of rainbow coloured vintage homes, being just a hop away from Paris, and of course each and every one of my friends who have made this wonderful place a loving home.
Goodbye London…See you in February 😉
Goodbye London…See you in February 😉
