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Last night we headed towards Shoreditch for a Mexican feast at Boho Mexica.  Although the fare could never match my favourite Southern Californian variety, I was very enticed by the notion of tapas.  Tiny portions of soft tacos, tostadas, enchiladas, and tamales is far more appealing than a huge overbearing plate of cheese.  The boy and I managed six “tapas” and fulfilled our curious stomachs by sampling most of what we craved.  The margaritas held perfect notes of citrus and sweet, and the ambience was aptly bohemian.  Definitely satisfying for a Tuesday night.

Alice by Temperley cape from my-wardrobe.com.

I can’t believe this is my first trial run with a cape.  The idea of a standalone piece that is favoured by superheroes has always appealed to me, but restricted arm function tends to make me slightly weary.  That being said, once I set eyes on this Alice by Temperley cape, I was instantly infatuated.  The perfect chic winter piece!  I may have been convinced to become a cape fan afterall.

I put myself in great danger of pneumonia and frostbite during the five minutes I parted with my coat to capture these pictures.  Being a fashion blogger during winter months can be a dangerous job 😉

Currently spending my days meeting for goodbye meals, circulating the boy and my favourite Notting Hill joints, attempting to keep warm without resembling a snowman, and greatly anticipating my upcoming birthday and Christmas.  

Hope you all are enjoying a festive December 1st!

xx

Had an amazing Monday full of retail therapy, bonding with the boy, and obscure attempts at keeping warm.  I can’t wait for the commencement of December…always my favourite time of year.

(Fashion Gone Rogue)

We’re moving exactly two weeks from today.  Time to cram my life into a few boxes and suitcases, brutally discard the uneccessary, and say goodbye to the magical city I have called home.

Sweater from Taiwanese market, black top, denim shorts, and boots from Topshop.


So not looking forward to Monday and the real world slowly seeping back to daily life.  Can’t everyday just be a beautiful dream?