Sunday funday with my girl Z. It’s days like this that remind you there is so much to be discovered in this city.
We went for breakfast at TRADE in East. The pancakes are A+. Then spent the rest of the afternoon walking along Brick Lane, looking at old sunglasses and what not.
Stumbled on this graduate art fair in The Old Truman Brewery which is clearly a dream for the gram. Just the coolest.
2017 has been the year of Spain.
According to the Chinese calendar I believe it should be the year of the Snake, but not for me. I have been surrounded by the lovely people of Spain. In work, at home, in love, travel and life. Nothing to complain about really – Spanish people are the best.
In light of this revelation, when one of your new found close Spanish friends tells you to go to Palma – you book your tickets STAT. Right then and there.
Earlier this month, that is exactly what Nicole and I did. Off to Palma we went as our ‘Goodbye to Nicole’s London life’ trip. She had been studying here for a year and is now moving to NYC like an absolute boss lady, smashing it in her industry. We did have a glass or twelve of Prosecco all in the name of celebrations.
- We stayed at the Melia Palma Bay hotel, which was absolutely gorgeous and very well priced. They have an amazing roof top pool which overlooks the whole city centre. Perfect if you don’t fancy venturing out to the beach.
- La Rosa: In the city centre, this is definitely a place loved by the locals. Pablo, a new Spanish friend in London told us about this place. We had such a warm welcome and lovely treatment from the owner who ended up having some Vermouth with us. Pretty much their whole bar is filled with that drink, a Palma favourite. The grilled octopus is drool worthy.
- OMBU Tapas Bar: Get a seat outside and eat your heart out. The Croquettes were divine, as was pretty much everything else. Bit expensive but worth it for a fancy dinner.
- Cassai Beach House: Cute place, even cuter waiters. If you want to fall in love with Spanish men, eat here. We got a MASSIVE paella to share, probably for a family of four but we smashed it. Made for a difficult drive home and the seatbelt had to be quite a bit looser but all in all this place had delicious food and atmosphere. Make sure you book, we had to squeeze at the bar because the restaurant was pack for the whole night.
- Cathedral: The cathedral in Palma Old Town is stunning, as is pretty much every street corner you turn around. We spent hours walking through the little streets, stopping at random Spanish bars through the day.
- Run along the Boardwalk: Not for everyone, but after a full 48 hours of eating nothing but Parma Ham, Paella and sipping on Sangria this was essential. Palma itself as a city is very fit, with people running outside no matter what the temperate. Forced Nicole to come on a 9AM morning run with the tender temperature of 31C. We survived but unfortunately my iPhone didn’t. Luckily it was the only thing that overheated.
- Rent a car: Based on a lot of recommendations we decided to rent a car. Having not driven for eight plus months, let alone in the Spanish countryside, this was an adventure in itself. Nicole promised me highways the whole way. We did have highways with a side of off roading when we got lost. Again, all in the name of adventures.
- Es Carbo: The best beach we found was Sant Jordi de ses Salines. A mission to get there but so worth it. It was super quiet with shallow, warm, turquoise coloured water. What more could you want? It was very hot (talking 35C plus) so Nicole bought a beach umbrella, I on the other hand went for the Carrot Oil.
PALMA, we’ll vuelva pronto. <3
It’s NYFW and this is officially the second season that I haven’t made it since leaving my previous role. Certainly do miss it but life throws you opportunities that you have to take sometimes. Ones that will challenge you and test you and push you until right before breaking point making you realise just how incredibly far your limits can be.
These pictures were snapped by Candice Lake, Vogue photographer, at FW14. Ages ago but I’m still rocking those Levis.
That was one of my favourite seasons. We stayed at the ViceRoy up town and were working with Something Navy early on in her career. The Coveteur were creating our content with us so we would stay up super late each night to finish our social media posts and send them to the UK to be designed and shared to all of our markets around the world.
When you summarise it like that, social media and our job can seem a bit crazy. But SO creative and inspiring. The social media space and particularly the fashion space is so vibrant and fast-paced, never a dull moment that is for sure.
Je ne parle pas Francais.
I tried taking a French class last year at the Institue de Francais and well, nothing much came of it. I can tell you how to conjugate verbs but ask me what I want to have off the wine menu and I’m at a loss for words.
Bit of a shame because I do love a French wine, French man, French meal and especially French hats. Typically not a hat person but was feeling the beret vibes and borrowed it from a friend.
Sometimes (all times) you just have to wear and do what you want. This week, I’m doing exactly that.
Je ne parle francais.
CKD & AMK
Home is where the heart is and mine is right here in London.
The city has always felt like home. More homely a times than others but that feeling you get when you arrive in a city and you know everything has laddered up to bring you here and it’s all just right – that for me is home.
And, even luckier for me, this freshly IKEA decorated space is where I get to call home in this beautiful city. Pinterest worthy space, clearly inspired by just a few Scandi-Interior design boards. It also helps that we live with a designer.
However you see those big leaves there – all me. I carried the massive Monstera plants all the way from Columbia Road market last Sunday.
For someone that can barely take care of herself, I’m quite surprised that nearly a week and a half later they are still standing strong. That’s really where people should be getting their resilience inspiration from – Monstera leaves. So far, they are quite the survivors.
– &what x
no place like home.