Zara top and shoes, Topshop shorts, Rolex watch, H&M bangles.
Notting Hill has been bombarded by tourists en masse. It is slightly surreal to visit your favourite restaurant on a Tuesday night, and find it packed to the brim with patrons staring at maps and guide books. On a plus side, every night mimics a weekend event, and the delectable food and vintage market is now present five days a week. Sometimes it feels awkwardly invigorating to reside in a tourist destination, but I am definitely thankful our street does not hold any shops, and is hidden enough to remain deserted.
