Just popped in to share this photo, taken outside my flat.
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March 2012
Coffee does indeed fix most things (or just a chat with Mon, who took the photo). But in times of doubt it’s important to remember that “Comparing yourself to others makes you vulnerable to shame”.
For me, this sentiment gets filed under writing:
We have nobody’s life to live but our own. From any larger perspective, be it evolutionary, religious or spiritual, we are all here for a very short time, less than an eyeblink in the broad scheme of things, whether we die at age one or one hundred. We are all beautiful and essentially flawed human beings. In the words of Elisabeth Kubler-Ross put it, “I’m not okay, you’re not okay and that’s okay.”
From I’m Not Okay, You’re Not Okay, and That’s Okay! by Harriet Lerner, Ph.D.
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A week ago I escaped the city for a dose of the country and fresh air with friends. They don’t tell you this in the manual when you move to London, but riding the tube and living in the smoggy air turns your snot black. Gross. You only discover this when your first apocalyptic London cold. Initially this HORRIFIED me (to the point of why are did we move here) so I am telling you if you ever visit…
In Wiltshire there are no such problems. The only issue is walking around without tripping over some piece of fantastic ancient history. After traipsing through some fields of broccoli, we reached a long barrow. Built around 3650BC, a long barrow is a Neolithic chambered tomb. Inside we met a pair of likely ladies, who offered Wayde a sip of their magic potion they were sharing in honour of Mothering Sunday.
Nearby is the village of Avebury, built within a huge, sacred stone circle. This is a megalithic monument, think massive stones arranged in a giant ring, encompassing two smaller circles. It’s older than Stonehenge, and every bit as perplexing. Antiquarian John Aubrey said of Avebury; “it does as much exceed in greatness the so renowned Stonehenge as a Cathedral doeth a parish church.”
The manor house and village church were also very quaint. But before we could really poke around, the clouds started rolling in (hence the dark photos). It looked like it was about to pour, so our time in Avebury was cut short. But all was not lost. As per any adventure in the English countryside, we wrapped up with a trip to a tiny pub for a lunch of foraged mushrooms on toast, and a half of cider. Perfection.
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BSS | Breakfast Interrupted from Bruton Stroube Studios on Vimeo.
There’s something sinister and not quite right about falling breakfast foods…
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Loulou once again pulls the proverbial rabbit out of the hat with her new black brocade collars. Each Phantom collar is made from silk, lined with silk taffeta and finished with a mini pompom trim. I’d like one to make the pastel Oxford shirts that everyone has this season (including moi) a little more rock n’roll.
Phantom Shirt Collar, £39 at Loulou Loves You.
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I love the Gaudi-esque design, and the sheer beauty of Gorge Road BMX Jump Park. I imagined it’d be in Canada – but no, it’s a taste of home – Queenstown, New Zealand. Photo by Miles Holden.
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I’m a little obsessed with Tanner desert boots. I now own four pairs, and pretty much wear them exclusively…! Made in Spain, they are really good quality – withstanding my daily thrashing. They also come in a multitude of great colours, plus they’re less than £30 a pair.
Cute, no? I get mine at Macsamillion Of Oxford, at Oxford’s Covered Market. Hey, did you know most high quality leather in Europe comes from Spain? I didn’t but it transpires it’s where most of the Italian fashion houses source theirs.
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(Photo by Emma)
Elements of a lovely weekend:
+ Spending Saturday afternoon wandering the streets of Oxford
+ Running a few rolls of 35mm film through my Canon AE-1
+ Enjoying a pint at the Turf Tavern, a 13th century ale house
+ Watching The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel at Oxford’s lovely Phoenix Picturehouse
+ Drinking a lot of nice red wine, including some from Wairau River (a taste of home)
+ Dashing through the snow and into a cozy pub, for another round of culinary delights
+ Excellent and hilarious company
It was nice to get out of London, and relax. London is its own little bubble, and sometimes when I go into the country I have this funny feeling. It’s like I suddenly realise I am overseas! It feels very British out there in the home counties and beyond. Tea, pubs with Sunday roast, thatched roofs, hedgerows, polo clubs… It’s all very picture-book.
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Dress of my dreams! Map of my desires! This silk dress from Carven features a re-coloured map print from the archives. If only I had a spare £455 – I’d buy it in a heartbeat. (You can buy it from MyWardobe if you do.)
Gorgeous, no? I’m off to Oxfordshire tonight for a weekend of cinema, rambling, good company, and a few lovely meals. I’m sure all the while I’ll be thinking of this dress…
Have a great weekend, lovelies!
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