Wednesday, 29 March 2017
Melbourne is my spirit animal. It is a city that I fell in love with immediately when I first visited in 2014 for it's London-on-Sea vibes. The people have soul, the food has feeling and the streets are truly alive. No matter which suburb you're in, Melbourne's street art adorns every surface from walls to lamp posts.
Thursday, 23 March 2017
|Eye mask - Liberty / Sunglasses - Topshop / Neck pillow - Muji|
Backpack - Radley / Setting spray - Urban Decay / Transparent pouch - Wolf & Badger / Jewellery storage - Oliver Bonas
Korres gift set - Feel Unique / Travel wallet - Aspinal of London
Travel bags - Kate Spade @ Amara* / Fan - Accessorize / Luggage tag - John Lewis
Tuesday, 21 March 2017
A stone's throw away from unbearably busy Covent Garden piazza is Drury Lane. Saint-like calm in comparison to its neighbour, it's home to the beautiful greenhouse style facade of the Royal Opera House, around the corner from the cool coffee shops of Holborn, and the location for my most recent brunch: Jar Kitchen.
Sunday, 19 March 2017
When researching the route I wanted to take whilst driving the Garden Route in South Africa, my itinerary started to be joined by smaller, quirkier towns alongside the obvious bigger tourist destinations. The great thing about a road trip is you can plan to go from A to B via XYZ and find all sorts of gems along the way.
Friday, 17 March 2017
|I'm wearing: Top - Matalan / Jeans - River Island / Rings - ASOS / Trainers - Superga|
Readers, I'm struggling. My skin has broken out, I can't seem to grab enough sleep and my insides feel like they haven't seen a piece of fruit in a month (potentially because they probably haven't). You see, I'm a very sociable person, despite me being a miserable cow on the surface. This blog is all about how I love to go out and discover and explore, but it is rare that I go 'out' out. Yet the last two weekends have seen exactly that.
Wednesday, 15 March 2017
When I was in Bucharest recently I received a WhatsApp message from a friend of mine who lives in America saying, 'Of COURSE you're in Romania.' This is a woman who I met in New Zealand and loves to travel as much as I do, but being from a bloody huge country that's pretty damn far from everywhere else, a short jump overseas isn't always feasible.
Sunday, 12 March 2017
Thursday, 9 March 2017
|I'm wearing: Cardigan - vintage / Dress - Debenhams / Leggings - Uniqlo / Boots - Ugg at All Sole* (similar here)|
When somebody travels alone it conjures certain thoughts and assumptions from other people: independent, brave, organised. It's always seen as a positive thing, and don't get me wrong, it absolutely is a great experience, every.single.time. But after going on my first group holiday since I was about 21 recently (and with more in the pipeline), I've realised that I definitely travel in a certain (i.e. selfish) way, totally based on my lone adventures.
Tuesday, 7 March 2017
New Look cropped shirt / Warehouse gingham top / Yoox ruffle sleeve t-shirt / Mango flared sleeve blouse
Moda Operandi sweatshirt / SemSem slit sleeves* / Chicwish cable knit / MSGM bow embellished sleeves
Sunday, 5 March 2017
For someone who travels a lot, my geography is pretty damn bad. It is a pretty frequent occurrence for me to get on a plane and not really know where in the world I'm going. Don't get me wrong, I'll know what I want to eat and what I want to see when I'm there, I just don't really know which part of the globe I'm jetting off to.
Friday, 3 March 2017
Almost exactly a year ago I did the bravest thing I have ever done: I boarded a plane to Kuala Lumpur, alone, with a rough three month itinerary, a backpack and no bloody idea what I was doing.
I've kind of alluded as to why I made this decision, but I'll be honest, I was running away. I'd never made such an impulsive decision before. But on the night my seven-year relationship ended in a blaze of hellfire, I found myself sat in my best friend's lounge being smothered in hugs, stacking up mugs of tea that I kept leaving to go cold and wondering the fuck I was doing.
Thursday, 2 March 2017
My first trip to Manly, a suburb north of central Sydney, came on a day when the weather wasn't quite right. Both times I've visited Australia it's just so happened to fall at the end of summer, so it's a little too blustery for sunbathing but still too hot for any layers, which is a shame as Manly is known for its beautiful beaches.