Thursday, 23 July 2015


It may be almost the weekend...but it's also almost my holiday!!

Tomorrow is the day that we are heading to the West Coast of America.

Bags are packed, camera cards have been wiped, playlists are updated and we are ready to roll.

If you'd like to feel like you're on holiday even if you're not, blast this tune as loud as you can.

I know I will be.

Catch on the flipside England.

Easy Love - SIGALA

Tuesday, 14 July 2015


Although I love England when the sun shines, there's nothing better than the feeling of excited anticipation that surfaces before foreign travels.

My family are all growing up and doing their own thing but we still love nothing more than all escaping together, somewhere we've never been before, to discover all things new and amazing.

And next week we are off to the West Coast of America and I couldn't be more excited. I've stocked up on polaroid film, have (finally) got my digital camera fixed and am busy trying to decide what to pack and where to go and what to eat and see and visit.

But in actual fact, I'd rather know nothing. 
There's nothing like getting lost in a new place. That's how you end up truly exploring a country.

So what do you say?!

Let's get lost together.

Bikini: COS
Notebooks: Smythson
Trainers: Adidas Gazelle
Sunnies: Toyshades
Clutch & Card Holder: You'reSoVain

Pic shot with Sony a100

Wednesday, 8 July 2015


Stumbled across this poem on the amazing Man Repeller blog the other day and it just rang so true of my summer, in which nearly all my socialising revolves around food.

There's nothing better than getting everyone together and devouring dish after dish of home cooked food and Pinterest-inspired cocktails.

So thank you to the Man Repeller's Writer's Club for a poem that perfectly encapsulates my summer.

The best meal I ever had
wasn’t a meal
it was a Bloody Mary
every morning the summer of 2013, to be exact.
A mason jar full of vodka and heart-friendly polyphenols
with my best friend in the heart of our college town;
High July in Alabama and as at home as anyone can ever be.
I had a crush on every bartender in the restaurant.

The best meal I ever had
was spaghetti
sprinkled with inexplicable bits of bone
under a metal awning on a hillside in Greece.(It was the best meal ever
because my grandfather,
with crinkly, mischievous eyes,
told my brother he ordered him beef
and later revealed it to be lamb genitalia.)

The best meal I ever had
was a bowl of ramen in Paris
with a new friend, in a city I had run to
to soothe the wound of being a post-grad.
The broth was mainly butter, bad for your heart but good for your soul.
We both woke at 4 a.m. with a stranded-in-the-desert thirst,
and yet, every Sunday, a text: “Ramen?”

The best meal I ever had
was the morning after New Year's Eve
back in our hometown during our first year of college
at our favorite high school restaurant.
We began 2011 in giddy, morning-drunk laughter
because under my bootcut gray sweatpants I was wearing the only shoes I had:
glittering, black, pointy-toed stilettos.

The best meal I ever had
has happened many times.
It happens whenever my dad lowers his crab cages
into the murky Severn river
and we drink cheap beer and get Old Bay in our eyes
and I marvel at his picking skills, and feel grateful that he taught me.

You see, I could rhapsodize for days
about burrata, mille-feuille and tender medallions of ostrich,
crunchy golden beets, smoked bacon with caramelized bourbon sauce
and really anything in the sandwich family.

But ambience is nothing without conversation
and appetizers fall flat without affection
and after 23 years of loving food,
there’s one thing I know, beyond a shadow of a doubt:
It ain’t what you’re eating,
it’s who you’re eating it with.

Pic via *GARDENS* on Pinterest

Sunday, 5 July 2015


Such a gorgeous shoot...of course what the rest of my Greece photos look like...behind the scenes and all that.

And with England pulling out all the stops on the weather front this shoot seemed like the perfect inspiration on a beaut Sunday evening.

Porter Magazine Summer Escape 2015

Model: Andreea Diaconu
Photographer: Cass Bird
Stylist: Kate Young