I admire people who start their own business – especially when they’re young, still at university, or with limited resources to count on. My admiration has led me to start a series of posts dedicated to entrepreneurs and their new ventures; interviewing friends, family, and interesting people with new ideas, projects and businesses underway. To start off let’s get to the stomach of the matter with a fresh new foodie company which is providing London the best flavored nut butters I have ever tried: Wanderlust Gourmet Nut Butter.
I am not a very tech-savvy person. I don’t care if my iOS is updated, or what the #1 app of the month is. But I do use technology to make my life easier, and this is where my love for apps emerged. When I find an app that does exactly what I need before I get frustrated enough to throw my phone on the floor, I am forever loyal. Since moving to London, learning to navigate this immense city is harder than I thought. So I’m grateful for these little life-savers…
When looking for a gift for a friend on Regent Street yesterday, I stumbled upon a little surprise. Well, two, actually. One was the madness going on around Oxford Circus (think twice before going on a Saturday in the middle of London’s Fashion Week). The other was a pop-up exhibit forming part of the London Design Festival.
Even the police get down with the soca. There are few people who will deny that Notting Hill Carnival is the highlight of the month of August in London. And sure, it may be just one more thing that draws in waves of tourists, causing Londoners to run the other way. But as a newbie in town, I wanted to see what one of the largest street festivals in the world was all about.
A new city, a new start. It’s refreshing, exciting, another step forward. But, at the same time, it’s a hassle and the logistics of relocating your life from Paris to London can sometimes make you want to scream and throw a melodramatic tantrum… But surviving this kind of move is only a matter of patience (which I have very little of) and experience (which I thought I had quite a bit of by now)…
It’s wonderful when you stumble upon something great. Especially when it’s something that’s usually hard to find even when you’re actually looking. So when my veggie-hungry stomach came across this vegan cafe in a quiet part of East London, it was very happy.
The basic instruction for life couldn’t be simpler: live it. But sometimes the apparently most simple guidelines are the hardest to follow: they can be interpreted in many ways. Life is similar. When there seem to be various paths to take, so many ways to live, and none that seem right for us, we seek answers. This is where a place like The School of Life comes in…
Sundays have always been “market days” in my mind. I don’t know why exactly, but the two words just kind of go together… Sunday market. While I didn’t go to any markets on this St. Patties Sunday, I’m reminiscing a trip I made two weeks ago to other now-distant markets... Those on London’s Southbank.
Today is all about London. What else is there? After months of preparing, moaning, training, whining, speculating; the Olympics are finally here. While I wish I knew enough about sports to tell you who will win the most golds, this is not one of those posts. Instead, I’ll tell you about some favorite spots I’ve been to, street style to envy, and why London is so much more than the 2012 games host.
Just a few of my favorite things about the capital of tea, mod style, and everything royal:
1. Going thrift-hunting in Spitalfields market: wool felt hats, 1£ CD’s, and peter-pan collared dresses.