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Japanese Canteen, Bethnal Green

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FROM THE LAND OF THE RISING SUN
TO THE CITY WHERE THERE'S BARELY SOME*

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Q: What do you call 3 days of rain?
A: Bank Holiday weekend.

Seriously though, what are our chances of sunshine over London this Easter? The weather forecast for today, Sunday, suggests sporadic sunshine, but I'm not Bank-ing on it. Of things certain in life - or at least life in East London - the only constant we can be sure of is that the fastest way to become public enemy Number 1 is to drive down Brick Lane during the Sunday market.
So it's reassuring for this Asian transplant to know that there's at least one local joint where I can get my fix of all food Japanese. My latest favourite haunt - Japanese Canteen in Bethnal Green - is only a hop & skip away from my shop and a little bit more from home, making 'hangin' out under the railway arches on a Friday night' a world of respectability and warmth away from my raver days of yore. Here's to the comfort food we know & love in a distant & unpredictable new city so far away from the country we once called home. 

JAPANESE CANTEEN
Arch 255 Paradise Row London E2 9LE 

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*except for those two freak days a year in summer, when yours truly makes an air-conditioner out of a bowl of frozen carrots and a table fan.







LUNCH FOR TWO:

Mixed fish sashimi   


Korean fried tofu in

korean spicy sauce, 
sesame seeds, 
steamed rice 
& asian slaw
(vegetarian)

Pork belly hirata bun 

Spring rolls
(vegetarian)

Volcano roll platter:
salmon, avocado, masago, 
tempura crumb & 
chilli mayonnaise 

approx £50 inc. service


MENU 



No, that's not your sashimi coming to life - although the fish is fresh enough to - just gentle rumbling from the arches overhead.


You can always count on Korean spicy sauce to make anything, even fried tofu, looks this appetising.


The pork hirata bun is the thing dreams are made of: 
perfectly juicy and crispy on the outside pork belly sandwiched between a delightfully dense bao.


Volcano roll platter: salmon, avocado, masago, tempura crumb & chilli mayonnaise.
Share if you dare - I'm glad I didn't. 



Friendly tip: nothing banishes the blues on a frosty Spring evening like their steaming hot bowl of ramen.
Have you been to Japanese Canteen? What are your favourite sushi restaurants in East London?

Better Sleep With Leesa

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Discovering #BetterSleep with The Leesa Mattress, an affordable luxury in a convenient and innovative package.

Move over, Uber: I've found a better ride to Dreamland thanks to my new bedfellow and she doesn't even turn up the Magic FM to drown out my primeval grunts and gargles. 
You see, I suffer enjoy this sleeping disorder I call 'car-colepsy' which takes me from 0 to zZz in under 90 seconds - and before you ask, only as a passenger, never as the driver. You can leave your house now. For years, my lack of license to party with REM (of the dreaming variety, not the band) outside of the backseats of taxis was pegged to the factor that despite being born a whole 2 weeks late I'm still not ready to leave the womb for its white noise and gentle rocking delights. Short of installing Magic Fingers (I can't decide which side of the 'creepy or decadent?' line it shuffles over) I've tried everything - the sophomoric droning of Brian Cox, glasses of warm milk, anti-allergy bedding covers, heck, even redecorating my bedroom.
When Leesa got in touch with me with the promise of #BetterSleep I was at best curious, at worst, skeptical. What could their mattresses, as widely-lauded as they are in the US, do for me that my previous bed slabs have failed to achieve? Will I, despite their best of intentions, be condemned to a life of getting my shuteye in moving cars and hotel rooms? My fears were unfounded: after a week of testing The Leesa Mattress + an uninterrupted run of 7-8 hour sleeps, the blame for my once-chronic insomnia was shifted as quickly as it (my previous mattress) was shuffled into a removal van.
 IN COLLABORATION WITH LEESA
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Discovering #BetterSleep with The Leesa Mattress, an affordable luxury in a convenient and innovative package.

LUXURY IN A BOX


Imagine the iPod of mattresses: a
compact thingamajig whose pint-size packaging 
holds the promise of life-changing comfort with astonishing idiot-proof delivery. Now think of the trek to a mattress showroom where you'll awkwardly lay under florescent lights, haul then strap a whopper to the top of your car (or wait to have it delivered) and risk hating your selection then having to a) live with your hasty decision or b) return it and make another trip to the showroom. Rinse, repeat.

There's none of the latter with Leesa. Just as how Net-a-Porter changed the way we shop for clothes, Leesa is the alternative to going mattress shopping in store, all from the comfort of your wifi signal range. The greatest luxury here (more so than the mattresses' 3 layers of high quality foam - Cooling bounce, check. Contouring pressure relief, check. Core support, check - is the hassle-free delivery: The Leesa Mattress comes compressed and like a sushi roll, all the more easier to move up stairs and through doors.

Discovering #BetterSleep with The Leesa Mattress, an affordable luxury in a convenient and innovative package.
"So easy I could set it up with one hand, with a tripod & camera in the other."

Discovering #BetterSleep with The Leesa Mattress, an affordable luxury in a convenient and innovative package.


Like watching flowering tea unfurl in a pot, once unwrapped The Leesa Mattress decompresses and 'plumps up' in minutes. Hypnotising to behold.

PEACE OF MIND, 
A PIECE OF GOOD KARMA

Oh, the blessed 'remorse period' - saviour of every impulsive, fickle millenial. I sleep easy with the knowledge that there is a risk-free 100-night free trial, with a full refund should I choose to return my mattress. Although if my deep, lucid dreams of late are anything to go by I'm certain The Leesa Mattress will remain my steady bedfellow for years to come. 

It's good to know that whether my Leesa stays or goes, either way the result is altruistic: returned mattress are donated to charity and for every 10 mattresses sold, 1 is donated to those in need.


Discovering #BetterSleep with The Leesa Mattress, an affordable luxury in a convenient and innovative package.
Discovering #BetterSleep with The Leesa Mattress, an affordable luxury in a convenient and innovative package.
Discovering #BetterSleep with The Leesa Mattress, an affordable luxury in a convenient and innovative package.

From the Skye kingsize bed to the Hotel Collection Luxury bed linen I treated myself to for Christmas my Calm Luxury Bedroom Refresh has come full circle, at least where my bed is concerned. Even if I had to work from the ground up (the bed) to the trimmings (the bedding) before going backward to fix the foundation with The Leesa Mattress to achieve Nap-Nirvana, I can officially claim my bedtime anthem as "Started From The Bottom Now We Here".  
Here's to affordable luxury in a neat little philanthropic package and many nights' rest that doesn't involve camping in an Uber.
DISCOVER #BETTERSLEEP WITH THE LEESA MATTRESS AND USE MY PROMO CODE POSHBROKEANDBORED50 FOR £50 OFF YOUR OWN LEESA MATTRESS. 
CUDDLE UP WITH LEESA ON TWITTER, FACEBOOK, AND INSTAGRAM.

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A SHOT At Good Health

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How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.


or, How Diabetes Changed My Life

A CAUTIONARY TALE OF MY BRUSH WITH MORTALITY

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Graphic working title, isn't it? Although it pales in comparison to my doctor's grim diagnosis as she handed me the results of my annual medical checkup. There was no way to sugarcoat (very funny, Jasiminne) it - I am dangerously overweight and on the brink of developing Type 2 Diabetes
It may seem implausible that a UK12 weighing 78kg, 5'6" tall could be considered obese. But the fact remains is that I'm not British. British averages don't apply to me so to measure myself against a foreign standard, as I have done for so long, is at best ignorant, at worst, reckless. What I am is Malaysian of Chinese ethnicity, so as far as geographic genetics go I am Southeast or East Asian. Disregard opinion that many Orientals look underweight and worryingly delicate. Instead, look at science: the fact is we measure BMI differently than our Western friendsa BMI of 23 is overweight compared to the Western standard of 25. Asians are at higher risk of diabetes, making up 60% of the world's diabetic population. Asians over the age of 25 dance with the diabetic devil - a whooping 15 years earlier than Caucasians
What, Why, When, and How? 
I am supposed to be slim. Not 'full-figured', not 'plus-sized', not 'with a lil' extra to love' - but slender, full stop. Let's be realistic: I'll never be a waif, I'm just not designed for that - I'm a good three or more inches taller than the typical Chink and I've sported heaving D cups since I was 14 (hello, boys!). But there's absolutely no excuse for me to be the size I am, not when at my slimmest I wore a UK6/8 and boasted a waistline of 24". Granted, that was 10 years ago but still, how did I let myself gain 18kg plus 2-3 dress sizes?

How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.
WHEN I WAS A NOT-UNREASONABLE UK10. GOOD TIMES.

I could accept the weight gain as a side effect of being in a happy, committed relationship or pin the blame solely on the fact that I'm not 18 anymore. The latter is definitely a factor for my changed shape but since I'm being honest - my lifestyle and diet isn't doing me any favours either: one to three takeaways a day, a mostly sedentary job (unless you count throwing shapes for this blog), and putting up my feet in Prius-shaped chariots. How very Jabba The Hutt. 
How now, brown cow?
Confronted with the very real threat of becoming diabetic (with an exacerbated chance of cardiovascular disease - lovely!), I've decided that it's time to stop making excuses. No more hiding behind well-tailored clothes nor deluding myself that I'm 'curvy'. Fat is killing me - that's that. A month ago I set myself a goal to slim down to my optimal weight of 60kg from my then-weight of 78.3kg by this July. That's a targeted weight loss of 18kg in 18 weeks, which may seem excessive but honestly, seeing as I've been losing about one kilogram a week (I'm down to 74kg now!) this goal of mine seems achievable. I'm aiming to fit in my old UK8 dresses - or buy new ones to reward my efforts *cough* - and regain the 34-24-34 figure of my early 20s. 
To these lofty aims (or should it be lean aims?) a lifestyle change is in place. Uber taxis are only for when I'm packing weight, otherwise I'll take the Tube (the station stairs are fantastic for cardio) on the way to appointments then walk home after. My daily takeaways have been reduced to once a week, on 'cheat day'. Unless I'm reviewing a restaurant or treating myself to a meal out, I cook delicious low-calorie meals. All of this is logged religiously on the My Fitness Pal app on my phone, as is my weight every morning, so I can keep track of my progress. It's incredibly encouraging not to mention informative to have a log of my calorie intake, nutritional values, and activity levels. I'm also considering a Fitbit Alta - in blush pink, naturally!
How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.
 BREAKFAST, LUNCH, & DINNER: WHAT I TYPICALLY EAT EVERYDAY.
UNTIL I REACH MY TARGET WEIGHT, I TRY TO CONSUME 1200 CALS A DAY.
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How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start. 
A little gem of a restaurant - SHOT - has just opened in the 
city, promising colourful, clean, nutritious & delicious food 
and drink that you can trust. Natural, organic, unprocessed
these are just 3 of SHOT's 10 Promises plus, transparency - 
there are 'recipe cards' for you to take should you wish to 
recreate a dish, or simply to know exactly what goes into 
your meal (including the nutritional values - perfect for 
calorie counters on the go!)

How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.
How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.
How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.
How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.
How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.
How diabetes changed my life and made me take my health into my own hands. Shot, a healthy fast food restaurant in the CIty of London, is a good place to start.

I adore the clean and uncluttered design of the restaurant (how cute are those cups of coffee beans built into the tiled walls?) and their graphics, plus little touches like the chilli plant centrepieces for a fresh garnish to a meal. The food has subtance to match SHOT's style - the kale & cucumber juice is a delicious and convenient breakfast, and the baked quinoa fishcake salad is absolutely scrumptious. The only room for improvement I can think of is that SHOT needs to get on Deliveroo, stat, so that I have a guilt-free takeaway option for lazy days. 
On that wholesome note, I'd like to urge everyone not to take your health for granted. Even if you look relatively healthy, like I do, any bad habits you may have will catch up with you sooner or later - slim or fat, your body harbours the effects of your lifestyle and diet which will come back to bite you in the arse, because life is a bitch. I'm lucky that I have the chance to prevent what would've been a lifelong disease and I'm grateful for it. Please, look after your bodies and be the best and healthiest version of yourself!

I WAS INVITED TO REVIEW THE MENU AT THE LAUNCH OF SHOT 
PHOTOS 5, 6, & 7 COURTESY OF SHOT

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My Perfumes & the Travels They Evoke

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My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.

What a suggestive force smell is. It's this sense with all its Pavlovian powers that makes me want to instantly disrobe and lie face down in anticipation of a massage whenever I catch the spa-like whiff of lemongrass (which is why I should probably avoid Thai restaurants). It's why amortentia - the most powerful love potion in the wizarding world - smells to each person of their favourite things. Mine would be: the seats of a new car, fresh paint, and vanilla ice-cream OMG am I pregnant?! Scent leads us down forgotten paths of memories old and transports us to places we'd rather be. This same aspirational quality is why the head honchos of the fragrance industry are probably cackling all the way to the bank in a perfume cloud of Justin Bieber 'Someday' and 'Girlfriend'. Muahahahaha.
In the theme of this month's travel blogger linkup I thought I'd share with you my collection of fragrances and the journeys to faraway lands that they bring to my mind.
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My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.


WHERE: SAINT PETERSBURG, RUSSIA       .       WHAT: CHANEL CUIR DE RUSSIE
Chanel Cuir de Russie has been my signature fragrance, long before I visited Moscow and Saint Petersburg. I wanted a scent that was a dark and dangerous world apart from all the saccharine-sweet florals my more 'feminine' contemporaries were wearing. The very fantasy of embodying the woman this fragrance was created for - a provocative femme who scandalised polite 1920's society by smoking cigarettes and wearing trousers, was the closest I could get to shaving "BAD BITCH 4 LYF" into the back of my head. The smoky, animalistic notes of dark leather, tobacco, and amber as the perfume settles on my skin takes me back to Russia, where tours of Saint Petersburg's palaces made me want to go Dancing With The Tsars, pre-revolution style. #PartyLikeIts1916

READ MORE: MY RUSSIA BLOG POSTS



My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.

WHERE: CINQUE TERRE, ITALY       .       WHAT: TOM FORDNEROLI PORTOFINO
When it comes to Italy I've not actually travelled beyond Milan, Venice, and Rome. Shocker! More fool me for ignoring the call of the coast; with its lemon groves, terraced vineyards, pastel-coloured villages, all just begging to be dived into like a delicious, ripe peach. This summer would be the year I met up with my best friend in Cinque Terre for the 'Michiekins Euro Tour 2016'ie. husbands at UEFA, wives on the beach, but they bailed and opted for more 'baby-friendly' destinations. What could be more baby friendly? Just strap your kiddos into a lemon tree and come back for them later hahaha I'm just joking no not really. So it's back to spritzing myself with Neroli Portofino and letting the citrusy wave of lime, lemon, orange plus rosemary and lavender transport me to dreams of la dolce vita.
ORIGINAL CINQUE TERRE PHOTO BY CHRIS FORD, CHEEKY EDIT BY ME.


My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.
My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.
My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.

WHERE: HAVANA & CAYO LARGO DEL SUR, CUBA       .      WHAT: CREED VIRGIN ISLAND WATER
If I had to name a scent that encapsulated my 10 days in Cuba it would be: mojito. Also, you haven't tasted a real mojito until you've tasted it in Floridita, Havana - the favourite bar of Ernest Hemmingway. Havana was colourful, surreal, educational, and festive, while serene Cayo Largo Del Sur was a gleaming vision of sand as white as coconut and turquoise waters as refreshing as a splash of lime. No doubt these ingredients inspired the tropical cocktail that is Virgin Island Water, with its base notes of sugar cane and rum teasing me with idyllic sun-soaked days in the Caribbean. A socialist paradise, indeed...

READ MORE: MY CUBA BLOG POSTS




My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.

WHERE: HANOI, VIETNAM    .    WHAT: TOM FORD CHAMPACA ABSOLUTE 
Another fragrance, another communist country. I spent a few short days in the capital of Hanoi (with a trip to Ha Long Bay) and was amazed by the medley of senses. Traditional Eastern architecture juxtaposed with colonial buildings (many of which still retained their original French signage), the cacophony of motorcycles as they swarm toward the uninitiated road-crosser (don't stop, just walk and let them drive around you), the scents of burning sandalwood, Vietnamese coffee, and egg tarts. Champaca Absolute is a mélange of warm fruit and floral notes that melt into a balsamic base, leaving behind a calling card of sandalwood and amber. As complex and sensual as Hanoi itself.


READ MORE: MY VIETNAM BLOG POSTS


My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.
My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.
My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.

WHERE: SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA    .    WHAT: DIOR LEATHER OUD
Seoul is indisputably the skincare and beauty capital of Asia, if not the world, with an entire district - Myeong Dong - dedicated to this most lucrative industry. When I stepped out of 'Beauty Street' into luxury district Gangnam, I thought the 'vanity tourism' aspect of my trip was over. I didn't expect to fall in love with Leather Oud, one of the Dior 'Les Exclusifs' fragrances but there I was in the country's flagship Dior store mesmerised by the notes of warm leather and oud wood. Then it hit me, faintly and subtly at first, but growing ever stronger - the refreshing, zesty scent of mint. Mint is one of my favourite herbs, also my favourite colour, so I've decided to add Leather Oud to my collection as a lighter, 'zing-ier' version of my favourite Cuir de Russie.


My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.
My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.

WHERE: PARIS, FRANCE       .      WHAT: CHANEL NO. 5 EAU PREMIERE
What other couture house is as quintessentially Paris as Chanel? And which of their perfumes are as iconic as No. 5? My ladylike fantasies - you know, the woman who takes brunch on Sundays looking nothing less than immaculate in a full circle skirt and never smudges her perfectly applied lipstick no matter how many plates of eggs benny she scoffs - has always wanted to love Chanel No.5, believing that enveloping myself in this most classic of fragrances will automatically elevate me from hot mess to haute finesse. Thank God, then, that the overwhelmingly 'old lady' vibe I get from No.5 has been pared down in its new, younger incarnation. No. 5 Eau Premiere is my go-to fragrance for Spring, which evokes for me the scent of expensive face powder and rose-tinted joie de vivre - tres Paree.

PARIS PHOTOS BY GEORGIANNA LANE



My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.
My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.
My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.

WHERE: MALAYSIA (ALL OF IT!)       .       WHAT: TOM FORDJASMIN ROUGE
The one that smells like home. So maybe I love this fragrance because it's literally got my name all over it, especially as I bought Jasmin Rouge when I first discovered red lipstick and dyed my hair red. Voluptuous, saturated, spiced floral - come on, it's me in a little red and gold bottle! The audacity and sensuality of the unexpected blend of precious sambac Jasmine sepals absolute with dusky clary sage and rich spices is as multi-faceted and diverse as my motherland - lush virgin tropical rainforests teeming with exotic life, a melting pot of Chinese, Malay, and Indian culture (the food!), soaring skyscrapers amidst traditional wooden houses, not to mention the decadent parties I throw myself into when I'm in Kuala Lumpur. Jasmin Rouge is every bit as lush and exotic as my beloved Malaysia.

READ MORE: MY MALAYSIA BLOG POSTS



Thank you for joining me on this olfactory journey around the world.
What are your favourite fragrances, and where do they take you?

My perfume collection and the travels that they bring to mind. An olfactory journey to Russia, Italy, Cuba, Vietnam, South Korea, France, and Malaysia. Starring Chanel Cuir de Russie, Tom Ford Neroli Portofino, Creed Virgin Island Water, Tom Ford Champaca Absolute, Dior Leather Oud, Chanel No 5 Eau Premiere, and Tom Ford Jasmin Rouge.

Of Solitude & Fortitude

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I ESCAPED A VICIOUS 2 YEAR CYCLE OF FEAR, 
DOUBT, & HURT - AND YOU CAN, TOO

Warning, this post may contain triggers.
You’d think a reasonably intelligent woman like me would have known when to call it quits — when a betrayal of trust becomes a monthly discovery over the course of a two year relationship. The sad reality is that even the strongest people find themselves chipped away at with each blow, and with each piece of yourself that is broken you find yourself weaker and increasingly difficult to do what is right for you. 
LISTEN TO MY PLAYLIST 'SURVIVE, CRY, THRIVE' ON SPOTIFY:
On Tuesday night I finally found the courage to break out of a vicious cycle of doubt, fear, and hurt of 2 years. My now ex-boyfriend (who you know as the photographer for my portraits on this blog and also co-founder of my boutique Regimental Vintage) has been cheating on me since we've been together, with up to 10 females at a time. Each and every time I confronted him about it - with evidence in the form of photos, texts, and even anonymous tips later corroborated by solid proof - he goes ballistic about me finding out, claiming an invasion of his privacy (because that’s the real issue there…) then tells me loves me and swears that he'll never do it again. 
Yet the cheating persisted — from November 2014 as of as recently as last weekend — with me finding out on an almost monthly basis. Between each time I find out, I’m a nervous wreck, frequently asking him: “Are you cheating on me?” only to be dismissed as paranoid and jealous. But of course paranoia only applies when the thing you fear or dread is just a figment of your imagination, not the reality.   
Yet, despite the persistent abuse of my trust I kept accepting his apologies for two reasons:  
One: I’m far from a saint. As a direct result of the constant betrayal of my trust (or what I presume to be based on his pattern of behaviour) I’ve lowered myself with petty acts of vindictiveness that went too far. I once told a lie and cruelly withheld the truth even after it pushed my ex dangerously over the edge, if only because I had underestimated the impact of the lie and had to commit to it because I was too afraid to tell the truth even though it was the least I could do. I've dragged innocent people into my spats, accusing them wrongIy of involvement and then lying about it until found out. I even have, I’m ashamed to say, resorted to emotional blackmail - threatening to commit suicide if he left me. The frightening thing is how incredibly out of character those acts are — anyone who knows me well will attest that when it comes to being nasty, I’m all thought and no action (unless said action is an angry Beyonce karaoke session). And yet, despite the things I've done, whether or not they were a form of retaliation, my ex forgave me - and so I thought I should also forgive him each and every time I found him cheating on me.
Two: I’m proud. Too proud, arrogant even, to talk to my friends and family about my feelings. My best friend Michiekins, who I’ve known for 15 years and with whom no topic is taboo, had no inkling whatsoever about what I was going through until yesterday morning when I broke down and told her everything I’ve endured over the past two years. The only time I bring up my personal problems is after I’ve solved them or am in the process of fixing them. I’m terrific at giving sage advice but absolutely terrible at following it. I’m the first person to try and help someone, but I don’t know how to help myself. I don’t like to burden others with my problems because I think that my feelings are a nuisance. When really, I should be taking my own advice - “You are not weak for feeling less than perfect. To feel is to be human.”   
Unfortunately, my refusal to divulge the horrible anxiety I felt throughout the relationship meant that I distanced myself from my friends and ceased contact with them altogether, fearing that speaking to them or even being in their presence would infect them with the sickness that was eating away at my insides. It didn’t help that my ex had claimed that my friends are classist snobs who at best sneer at him for not being good enough for me and at worst allegedly outright threaten him. So I avoided seeing most of my friends altogether for nearly two years, hoping to both keep him away from their “bad treatment” of him, and also so that they wouldn’t sense the shameful secrets I’d been living with. This isolation I chose bound me ever closer to my ex as he became my only confidant, which is probably why I accepted his behaviour for so long — I had no-one to tell me that ‘you need to get out, now’. 
The relationship wasn’t all sturm un drang. We had great experiences and wonderful adventures together. He helped me take my blog further in ways I’d never thought of and was incredibly supportive of my creative endeavours from Day 1. His family, friends, and himself tell me that I was the best thing to happen to him, that I brought him out of a dark place and showered him with sunshine. I truly believe that he loved me, and I did love him. Which was what made the constant lies and betrayal all the more difficult to accept — if someone who loved me so much could do these things to me, perhaps I was the problem. Maybe I didn’t deserve fidelity and loyalty - after all I also capable of casual cruelty and I am in no ways perfect. Maybe I should accept being cheated on for the rest of my life in exchange for the love he gave me. And I believed that for the longest time, thinking that the cheating was just part of a parcel - that ‘no relationship is perfect’. It took me a whole 2 years to accept that I deserve nothing less than a man who, despite all my imperfections, is loyal to me — after all, almost all of my previous boyfriends did the same (despite my ex insisting that they probably cheated but I never found out) so why should I should make an exception for one person? Love does not dishonour others. 
On Tuesday evening I decided that despite the intense love we had for each other regardless of both our great flaws, I could no longer live with his consistent, compulsive infidelity. I confronted him about his most recent indiscretions and like most times I’ve tried to talk about his transgressions, rather than address the issue he reacted by trying to distract me with shouting and hysterics. I don’t want to go into great detail about what he actually did, but I will say that the situation escalated into what a police officer called ‘domestic violence’. I must clarify, any violence that occurred was not directed at me. He has never, in the two years we have been together, laid a hand on me. Sure, it was terrifying for my flatmate to watch, she was in tears and pleaded with me to call the police - but I think what is actually disturbing was how calm I was acting throughout the entire ordeal, having familiarised with his behaviour by the many times he’s reacted that way.  
It took the efforts of both myself and my flatmate to have him leave my apartment after half an hour of him oscillating between wanting to leave and then changing his mind when I opened the door for him to go. But it took 5 (or was it 4?) police officers to have him removed from my building. I must applaud the constable present as I gave my statement —my flatmate noticed he kept wanting to interject as I recounted my experience. He spoke to me on a personal level, that in his 25 years on the job he has dealt with numerous cases like mine and that he recognised the pattern of being trapped by self-doubt and fear (the worst of the cases had ended with murder). He went on to advice me, not as a man of the law but person to person, that whatever my decision he thinks that I would do well to end this harmful relationship. The constable said that what I was enduring was abuse, full stop — even if I didn’t have any physical scars for it. 
So after the police officers escorted my ex out of my building and to a safe place of his choice, I hoped that that was the end of it. But yesterday morning, at 6am, he returned to try to talk. I refused to let him into my home or come downstairs to speak to him, so he rang my doorbell and we spoke through the intercom. The speech was the same as the dozens before: that he loved me, he realised how he had wronged me, how he would promise that this would be the last ever time etc. Yet even as he was telling me how much he loves me and wanted to be perfect for me, he said he has been in love with someone else (who he has cheated on me with before) and if I wouldn’t take him back he would go straight to her. After all, in his words, he needed somewhere to stay, he had no money, and he’s always gotten by on his charms with women. Strangely, hearing that was actually a relief because it confirmed that I'm doing the right thing to cut him out of my life. And because I no longer have to feel responsible about providing for him financially. Yes, I did sometimes support him financially - at least paying for the phone bill that he uses to cheat on me with. Some people have accused him of being a gold-digger but to be honest, I don’t think that was the case. My ex has always said that he is uncomfortable that I spend so much money on him (although he didn't seem to be that unhappy enjoying the spoils of my extreme generosity) and he has spent well above his means (to the point of being broke) to lavish me with holidays, buy me presents, and keep up with the lifestyle I initially expected from him.  
As it stands right now, I couldn’t care less where he ends up as long as he is happy and healthy — whether in the bosom of another generous female who will enable the lavish lifestyle he’s enjoyed while with me, or whether he does an Eat, Pray, Love journey of soul-searching. In his defence, in many ways he was the perfect boyfriend - he was very giving, endlessly supportive, incredibly forgiving, and extremely lovely. It is just that for all the many wonderful ways he treated me, it was the infidelity that I could no longer live with. Perhaps that makes me the weak one who couldn't find the patience to stand by him while he tried to address those issues. But as I've said, it was chipping away at me for years and now I have nothing left to give - I feel like a hollow shell who's run out of love and I have to be on my own to recover what I've lost.


Not all abuse leaves physical scars. Mental and/or emotional abuse is just as damaging as being strangled, choked, and beaten. Take it from me, for 2 years I’ve felt like I’ve been eaten from the inside by a cancer that I’ve finally braved treatment for. And God only knows how my ex must've felt from my emotional abuse, which is why I've had to make the executive decision to stay away from him - he brings out the best in me, but unfortunately also a dark, dangerous side that frightens me. If you think you may be the victim of abuse, don’t let yourself feel or be isolated. Don’t believe that the way you feel or are treated is your fault. I urge you to please, please talk to your friends and family. Should you feel that cultural barriers, or in my case dumb pride prevents you from doing so, speak to professionals - anonymously if you have to. Organisations like Women’s Aid and Men’s Advice Line offer free advice over the phone 24 hours a day, survivors’ support forums, and guidelines to staying safe including how to seek injunctions against unwanted contact.  
Believe me, you are NOT ALONE. You are not as worthless as you have been made to feel. There are people (your friends and family) and organisations out there who want to help you live the happy, safe life you deserve.


FINAL THOUGHTS 
I won't lie — I'm afraid for the wellbeing and safety of mine and others who may be sucked into the very same situation I've just tried to escape. Which is why I finally found the courage to speak out about what I’ve put myself through - it is my hope that someone who’s in a similar situation will read this and find the strength to take back their life with their hands. 
I would like to thank the dozens of people who’ve sent me messages of concern, support, and well wishes. Thank you for reminding me that I’m not worthless and undeserving of respect — you have no idea how your kind words have helped build the confidence I’ve lost over this ordeal. To my friends who I’ve lost contact with, thank you for reaching out and not losing faith in me even as I became increasingly isolated and dropped the friendship ball over the last 2 years.  
For myself; I hope courage, determination, and most of all self-love will endure to give me the strength to navigate the very trying months ahead as I try to rebuild my life. I'm not exactly dancing on sunshine but I know I'm on the right path. While the wounds are still fresh and tears still keep coming, I know that in time they will heal and dry. I know that in time I will learn to trust again, and that I will meet the person who will treat me with nothing less than I deserve — respect, honesty, and fidelity.


Have you ever found yourself Breaking (a) Bad relationship?
How did you do it? How did you cope with the aftermath?
Please, feel free to open up and share your story — we all have a voice and it deserves to be heard.

Personal Finance: Why I have 4 Barclays bank accounts

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How I manage my personal finances with 4 Barclays bank accounts, Barclays Mobile Banking, and Barclays Personalised Card Designer.


WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM THE‘FANTASTIC FOUR’

You might hesitate to take tips on personal finance from someone who proudly, even if erroneously, proclaims themselves ‘broke’ upon first impression (anyone here side-eyes my blog’s name?) but you know the saying — judge a blog not by its cover but instead by the contents within. Lifestyle wise, we’re talking ten or more holidays a year, a shiny new purse every season, twice a London homeowner (and counting), plus the occasional fancy meal in London and across Europe…so whatever I’m doing with my money, I’m not doing too terribly.

I get by with a little help from my friends, the squad I call ‘The Fantastic Four’. Even cooler than Jessica Alba in a catsuit swooping in (unseen) to do my taxes come the 28th of February - I manage my money using 4 bank accounts with Barclays. We’re not even counting my other accounts - including two business ones and a few other personals - we’re discussing just these four Barclays bank accounts.

How I manage my personal finances with 4 Barclays bank accounts, Barclays Mobile Banking, and Barclays Personalised Card Designer.

To differentiate between my four cards (let’s face it, unless you have A Beautiful Mind for numbers you will not be able to tell at a glance which witch is which) I use the Barclays Personalised Card Designer to give each of my cards a very distinct look. For everyday activities, I chose the iconic tropical foliage of Martinique to represent ‘life’. What makes plants grow and keeps us alive? Water, hence the aqua texture for the card that pays my bills. My third card which safeguards money for emergencies has an ominous pattern of cracks to remind me of the fractures life throws at me and that I have the means to mend them. Finally, a design of pink feathers for my fourth and last card (money for dreams and desires) to symbolise my flights of fancy.

How I manage my personal finances with 4 Barclays bank accounts, Barclays Mobile Banking, and Barclays Personalised Card Designer.

I manage my money with the super nifty Barclays Mobile Banking app on my iPhone.
Having secure online banking at my fingertips makes it much easier to keep on top of my finances, even on the go.
Every payday I immediately allocate my money into these 4 accounts - Activities (A), Bills (B), Crisis (C), and Dream (D) - using this equation:


Know your ABCs and Ds 

A IS FOR ACTIVITIES 
We’ll get to this in a bit.

B IS FOR BILLS
For example, let’s say that your monthly income after taxes is £5,000. Set aside £2,000 for B - BILLS (mortgage, groceries, memberships etc.) and leave this bank account well alone - the only outgoings this account should have is Direct Debits and standing orders for bills. This way you’ll never find yourself behind on your bills, and believe me, you don’t want to owe money because it will affect your credit score. Hello, bad credit, goodbye, mortgage on that dream townhouse…

C IS FOR CRISIS, D IS FOR DREAM
Then, divide the remaining £3,000 into accounts A - ACTIVITIES, C - CRISIS, and D - DREAMS. Again, as with B - BILLS, do not touch the money in accounts C & D unless absolutely necessary. C - CRISIS is money for a rainy day; be it a broken boiler, a broken pet, or a broken leg. D - DREAMS is the money you put towards aspirations - will be it your dream kitchen? That trip to Antartica on your bucket list? To fund the Peruvian folk music meets Norwegian death metal studio album your friends and family strongly discourage? Whatever you like, they’re your dreams and this is your ‘dreams fund’. 

Any extra somethin' somethin's; like money I get for my birthday, income from extra work, bonuses, interest etc. goes into C and D.

...and finally...

A IS FOR ACTIVITIES
Now that you’ve put some of your salary into savings then allocated a set amount to pay your bills with, you have £1,000 to spend in the account A - ACTIVITIES. Now this account you can help yourself to, no need to freeze the debit card in a block of ice. Leave at home the debit cards for the other 3 bank accounts and keep in your wallet only the card for your ACTIVITIES account. The sudden and depressing realisation that you are in fact not the weather man and you can not make it rain? That’s called clever budgeting. The “Louis XIII and it’s (not) on me” will stop you from overspending which in turn will make you not broke in the long run - no unpaid bills, no credit card debt, plus an ever-growing savings account.


How I manage my personal finances with 4 Barclays bank accounts, Barclays Mobile Banking, and Barclays Personalised Card Designer.

Now that you know how I keep on top of my finances with Barclays Mobile Banking and Barclays Personalised Card Designer, tell me:
Are you a fan of the ABCD system? 
How do you manage your personal finances?
What tips & tricks do you use to get rich or die tryin'

This post is not sponsored by Barclays, although I have collaborated with them on previousoccasions.

Royal Ascot : What To Wear at The Royal Enclosure

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A guide to dressing for Royal Ascot : What To Wear at The Royal Enclosure
That's how one sometimes feels when mulling over their sartorial choices for Royal Ascot. The Royal Enclosure dress code can be a sartorial minefield what with the 'fashion police' on high alert for too-bare shoulders, hemlines above the knee, and scant fascinators. Then there's the question of taste - make too little of an effort and one comes across as disrespectful to the noble spirit and history of one of Britain's key social events, but make too much of an effort and risk looking like a painted trollop. There's a fine balance between haute dress and hot mess. I've cantered into both territories - in 2013 I nailed it with a demure Alexander McQueen dress (above), but last year I put in a disgraceful appearance in floral trousers with not-matching top. Of course the latter was thanks to my huge and shocking weight gain - I've blogged about it and my weight loss mission, here - which found me facing a wardrobe full of Ascot-appropriate dresses I suddenly couldn't wear. 
But now that I've taken my health and looks into hand, I'm happy to report that this summer will see a much slimmer me. Instead of hiding my figure behind poor outfit choices, I'm going to proudly dress for the shape I've worked hard to regain. So, in collaboration with DebenhamsBest of British Outfit Inspiration I've put together what I'd wear to this year's Royal Ascot as well as my suggestions on how to be a knock out at the style states in the Royal Enclosure.

A guide to dressing for Royal Ascot : What To Wear at The Royal Enclosure
A guide to dressing for Royal Ascot : What To Wear at The Royal Enclosure


 Leave the war paint and ostentatious headgear to the tabloid courters and the self-promoting milliners - the real stars of the show at Royal Ascot are the horses and their riders, and of course their champion: Her Majesty. That said, there's no reason for you to not to be anything but stylish, so read on for my tips on how to dress appropriately in the presence of the Queen while putting your best foot (hoof?) forward.



FINE FILLIES: A 
DEMURE & FEMININE LOOK

Cover your shoulders and knees with this midi dress - the asymmetrical hemline and full skirt adds just the right amount of drama to an otherwise simple silhouette. A classic tweed jacket, which CHANEL does so well, to keep warm from the fickle British weather. For shoes I favour a block or wedge heel to get a grip on the stiletto-swallowing grassy paddocks. Keep accessories simple: this ruffle bow hat literally covers your bases and a minimal studded clutch with edgy detail plus a simple pearl necklace is just the accent you need for a feminine, demure look. Finally, makeup should be nude and subtle - less tart, more smart.

              1. CHANEL tweed jacket
              2. Hatbox ruffle bow hat
              3. Estée Lauder Double Wear
              4. Clinique Chubby Stick 
              5. Clinique Blushing Blush 
              6. Urban Decay Naked Basics 2
              7. Quiz skater dress
             8. Carvela 'Stellar' wedges
             9. Carvela 'Geisha' sandals
            10. Mikimoto pearl necklace
            11. Valentino 'Rockstud' clutch
            12. Valentino 'Rockstud' clutch

FOR MORE 
'ENGLISH ROSE' ENSEMBLES, 
PERUSE DEBENHAMS' SELECTION OF 
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Will you be putting in an appearance at this year's Royal Ascot? Are you going to the races this summer? 
Which of the highlights of the London season will I see you at, and have you already planned what you're going to wear?

THIS POST IS WRITTEN IN COLLABORATION (OF SORTS) WITH DEBENHAMS

The Lobby Bar & Indigo at One Aldwych, Covent Garden

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Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.

TWO LUXURY LOVERS, ONE ALDYWCH

Oh, the Strand - that stretch of London spanning Trafalgar Square to the City limits, where every horror story you've ever heard about London traffic (both the four-wheeled and two-legged variety) crawls past some of the city's most iconic landmarks: whether it's the tired and touristy (London Eye) or the underrated yet quintessentially London (basically every pre-war building with a view of the river). At least the view makes for an interesting distration from the ever-climbing taxi meter, yes? Steadfastly self-employed as I am (read: works from bed, attends Skype meetings wearing crispy linen blouse + sweatpants) you'd have to move heaven and earth to get me to venture out of my pocket of East London and into Covent Garden. F/29/Shore-bitch. Will haul arse for: the opera (or Lion King, depends on how long we've been friends), London Fashion Week, and of course the promise of cracking company (I mean, her surname is Lux. Spirits don't come more kindred than that.) + beautiful beverages + good nosh. Because the best things in life are free. I see your contempt for bloggers and raise you my complimentary cocktail.


Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.

If you ever find yourself in the West End seeking a pre-show bite (or a stiff drink for musical un-enthusiasts roped into a night of song and dance) you could do worse than seek out One Aldywch. Ranked among the top 5 hotel bars in the world by The Sunday Telegraph, the hotel's Lobby Bar is a smorgasbord of art and aperitifs, with sculpture by André Wallace and Emily Young jostling for position along their seasonal Spring Aperitivos cocktail collection (available until Friday 1 July). The prime position in the heart of Covent Garden makes One Aldywch the perfect post-work haven to decompress and wait out rush hour in a refined yet social surrounding.

Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.

REVISITING HAVANA WITH AN OLD CUBAN:
Barcadi 8 with fresh lime juice, fresh mint, sugar syrup & aromatic bitters topped with champagne in a chilled coupette glass.

Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.
Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.
Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.

LET'S GET STARTED:
Cured Loch Duart salmon with citrus fruit, coriander, & avocado
Terrine of corn fed chicken and young leeks with pickled shimeji

Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.

MAIN ATTRACTIONS:
Beer battered day boat fish with hand-cut chips, crushed peas, & tartare sauce
Loin of rabbit with braised shoulder, wet polenta, & wild garlic




Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.Cocktails and clean eating: The Lobby Bar and gluten free, dairy free Indigo Restaurant at One Aldwych Hotel, Covent Garden.

PUDDING IT ON:
Caramelised banana with custard & bitter chocolate sorbet
Valrhona chocolate mousse with cherry sorbet & pistachio meringue


 


            


AN 'INVISIBLE' GLUTEN 
DAIRY-FREE MENU

You'd sooner get me on a Barclays BikeSantander Cyclewhatever (yes I can't ride a bike now you know my dark secret) than have me willingly dine on three gluten and dairy-free courses. Somehow, Chef Dominic Teague kicked carbs and banished milk from the menu, yet "no one noticed" says the London Evening Standard by way of praise.

A passion for produce from the British Isles, seasonal local ingredients, the freshest of the morning's catch and expert foraging goes a long way to taking a healthy menu and churning out substantial, hearty dishes. Take it from a professional glutton who barely finished her pudding - you're not going to go hungry nor feel wanting at Indigo. Find this informal and intriguing restaurant at the Mezzanine level, above the Lobby Bar.



Despite being unwittingly lured into eating green - or at least more healthily than I expected (which in hindsight is serendipitous given that I've embarked on a mission to change my diet for the better) - I may have negated any 'inner cleansing' by one: getting terrifically trollied on a grand total of one cocktail and two: undoing any goodness with a toxic amount of catty, cathartic chinwagging with Catherine (ooh, alliteration!) All of it much needed and very much a novelty for me: c'mon, working from home is antisocial - who else am I going to snipe about my job with after hours, my houseplants? Thank you Luxy for the ears, the earful, and the stomachful! Now, back to the office, and by that I mean my bed...


Chai Wu: Luxury Chinese cuisine at Harrods

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When elements combine & form a contemporary yet classic culinary experience

WHAT: A FIRST CLASS TICKET TO CHINESE & PAN-ASIAN CUISINE
WHERE: CHAI WUHARRODS FIFTH FLOOR, KNIGHTSBRIDGE

I have a theory about the Overseas Chinese: that when it comes to gastronomical pilgrimage, our motherland either exists in a Bermuda Triangle or possesses the ability to bend light in to a cloak. Why else would otherwise perfectly sane Malaysians (including yours truly & family), Singaporeans, Australians etc. in search of the Chinese food of their dreams and heritage completely bypass China, instead seeking outposts far in the land of the white man?! From the accents that staccato the air outside Four Seasons in Bayswater you'd think that you can't get roast duck anywhere else in the world, honestly. Take it from this Malaysian Chinese who by the age of 12 had dined in no less than 21 Chinatowns across 3 different continents: the children of the Orient can't resist our food calling to us from foreign places. Have Chinese food, will travel - now that's an Asian Persuasion.

It's funny how this self-proclaimed East Londoner will open a blog post with a whole paragraph bemoaning the drive into Central London, yet I happily immigrated 7000 miles across the world to settle in a city where a tube trip from Shoreditch to Knightsbridge for good dim sum is no big deal.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯


The five Chinese elements are wood, metal, water, earth, and fire. My elements for the perfect East Asian spread are: dim sum, roast duck, a sashimi platter (plus points for a perfectly torched scallop), soft shell tempura crab, and pudding. What do these two philosophies have in common? CHAI WU. Nestled on the fifth floor of the gilded labyrinth that is Harrods this seriously sexy restaurant borrows from the 5 elements of Chinese philosophy, both in design and in name. The menu is comfort food with a touch of gold - the Chinese and Pan Asian menu offers both traditional (old-school Beijing Duck served with pancakes and fried rice) and contemporary dishes with luxe details (my childhood favourite - dim sum - upgraded with gold leaf).


The seats at the dining bar offer an up close and personal demonstration of Pan Asian cooking - especially mesmerising is the display of precision it takes to create the perfect sushi and sashimi. I was in desperate need of dirty details from Luxy's weekend, so we eschewed the view for a table in a far more discreet section. There, we settled into our elegant surroundings with a cocktail each - passion fruit for her, a bellini for me.

BELLINI 
Fresh strawberry, fresh raspberry, raspberry liqueur, strawberry syrup, and champagne
JUICE PASSION KISS
Cachaca, cream de peach, passion fruit liqueur, fresh peach juice, fresh passion fruit juice and passion fruit syrup


MIXED SASHIMI PLATTER
Fatty tuna, salmon, yellow tail, scallop, and unagi

The sashimi platter was presented flawlessly - on a bed of ice that served to enhance the freshness of the fish and with smoke from the dry ice creating a dramatic entry. The substance matched the style - the unagi was unbelievably tender, butter-soft almost, and the meat so sweet that it nearly outshone the other pieces which were outstanding in their own right. The scallops stood out for their refreshing flavour and texture, and the rest of the fish met my exacting standards for sashimi.




BEIJING DUCK (HALF)
Served two different ways:
1/ Fresh pancakes (with cucumber & spring onions) and mantou buns (with pickled radish & cucumber) plus a selection of sauces. 2/ Duck fried rice 


The Beijing duck ranks highest in my personal Top 3 dishes from this meal, followed by a tie between the sashimi platter and the dim sum platter (soon to come). The skin is as crispy and the flesh as tender, sweet, and moist with just the right amount of fat. This flavour party was displayed to its best advantage in a fluffy of mantou bun (above, and below left) which was just dense enough to support all the sauces I drizzled on the duck - the plum sauce and hoisin were an especially delicious combination! The translucent pancakes too were very more-ish which made the duck fried rice felt superfluous and went to waste: I'd rather do away with the second serving altogether and instead have more mantao buns and pancakes - the former was unbeatable.




KING SCALLOP

Much like the duck fried rice, the king scallop alone was a good dish - beautifully presented, flavoursome, and cooked well - but was overshadowed by other outstanding dishes with the same ingredient. The scallops from the sashimi platter were so exceptional in its raw simplicity that following it with a cooked version, however well cooked, seemed almost unnecessary. Had I tasted the King Scallop first, I'm sure I would have appreciated it better.


TEMPURA SOFT SHELL CRAB
with creamy spicy sauce 

Following in the footsteps of the other dishes - an impressive sashimi platter, a do-it-yourself roast Beijing duck, and a king scallop presented in a seashell - the relatively modest looking tempura soft shell crab runs the risk of looking homely. A single bite and all 'looks snobbery' is quashed with a rush of flavour and texture: sweet crab, hot chilli, spring onions, creamy sauce and of course the crispy tempura.


STEAMED DIM SUM PLATTER
Alaskan crab spinach dumpling with XO sauce, sea bass with gold leaf, lobster dumpling
topped with caviar, scallop foie gras, prawn dumpling (har gau), and vegetarian dumpling 

When did dim sum - that beloved staple of my childhood served by a matronly Chinese lady from a pushcart to our red tablecloth round table during family 'yam cha' sessions (always on a Sunday morning) - become so luxe? Even if the gold leaf on the sea bass was purely ornamental, the caviar topping on the lobster dumpling was definitely a very grown up and glamourous upgrade from my Sunday brunches in the '90s. The vegetarian dumpling was nice enough but naturally was overlooked for my personal favourite, har gau, which I'm known to be fanatic about - when dining with friends I'll order a whole basket for myself. The Alaskan crab spinach dim sum with XO sauce and scallop foie gras were two very luxurious pieces, definitely ones to impress with.



CHAI WU DESSERTS PLATTER
Ice-cream scoops (vanilla, salted caramel, green tea, pandan), green tea chocolate fondant, passionfruit, dessert of the day: green tea cheese cake with berries and meringue, and finally, chocolate spheres with berries and toffee caramel

By the time the pudding came round I was positively horizontal from the embarrassment of riches, having worked my way through seven dishes. But of course I have nothing but a good work ethic, so I bravely powered through the dessert platter. I'm ashamed to say that I faltered and threw in the towel before reaching the chocolate spheres. But I can tell you earnestly that the salted caramel ice-cream was absolutely divine, and whatever that melted before I got to it made for the perfect sauce to complement the green tea fondant. Who knew that pandan and salted caramel were so right for each other? The other stand out pudding was the green tea cheese cake - not just because the meringue towers looked like to me of Saruman atorp Orthanc - but also for the well-balanced and not overtly sweet flavour.



Our meal (ideal for 2 people) plus two cocktails but not including service - which was naturally, flawless, as befitting its position in upscale Knightsbridge - would have come to just under £230. That price may seem steep to some but what you get is a first class experience of what, in my opinion, is one of the world's best cuisines. Chai Wu is also the sister restaurant to the very popular Mango Tree and Pan Chai concessions in Harrods Food Halls, so if you're not quite ready to splash out you could try those two restaurants first. But of course I encourage you to treat yourself and your loved ones to Chai Wu - it will make for a meal most memorable. Definitely one to impress a date with and/or a special occasion, or rather every occasion - as if anyone ever needed an excuse for exceptional food, especially accompanied by impeccable service in glittering surroundings!


Harrods, 5th floor
87–135 Brompton Rd, 
London SW1X 7XL
Bookings here



My meal was complimentary in exchange for this review. 

Fendi Flowerland & Keukenhof

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WHERE: Lisse, South HollandWHEN: mid March - mid May

There's nothing more quintessentially Dutch as the national flower of The Netherlands - the tulip. The best place to see these iconic blooms is Keukenhof, also known as "The Garden of Europe", in South Holland during mid April when miles of tulips burst into a riot of colour to welcome the arrival of Spring. Keukenhof may be saturated with visitors when they open from mid March to mid May. But with 7 million bulbs - tulips, hyacinths, and roses just to name a few - planted over 79 acres of park there are enough flowers for everyone to stop and smell. Best head there early to avoid the crowds: arrive no later than 9:00am for a somewhat tranquil experience in one of world's largest flower gardens. 



I nipped over to Amsterdam on Wednesday to catch up with my mom and aunt who are in town for the tulip festival. Ever the style icon, mummy brought with her the most fitting accessory to the land of tulips: this gorgeous nude satchel embellished with flowers - the 'Fashion Show Dot Com' from Fendi Flowerland Spring/Summer 2016. The bag was so fresh off the racks that I was the one who lifted it from her suitcase, unwrapped it, and declared the handbag mine for a day. I can't think of a better occasion to carry it than for a visit to Keukenhof.


"Feminine but never too girly"
Just the collection then, for the tomboy named after a flower but whose 'delicate and becoming' qualities are merely skin deep. In reality I'm awkward, clumsy, and far more childish than the playful nature of Flowerland. A rose by any other name may smell as sweet, but this jasmine would be better suited to the name 'fart-noise-making arse-mushroom'. Because flatulence is always funny, no ifs or butts.



   
   VINTAGE 70'S DRESS & 
VINTAGE BURBERRY TRENCH COAT
Both available in store atRegimental Vintage

RED LIP
   Charlotte Olympia for MAC'Leading Lady Red'

   'FASHION SHOW DOT COM'




Tiptoe through the tulips - Keukenhof gardens, The Netherlands.
Taking the Fendi 'Fashion Show Dot Com' handbag from the new Flowerland Spring/ Summer 2016 Collection for a spin at Keukenhof gardens, The Netherlands.Tiptoe through the tulips - Keukenhof gardens, The Netherlands.Taking the Fendi 'Fashion Show Dot Com' handbag from the new Flowerland Spring/ Summer 2016 Collection for a spin at Keukenhof gardens, The Netherlands.
On a final note: I couldn't be happier for all the vibrant colours of Keukenhof flower gardens, which I hope comes across in these photos as a departure from the less saturated pictures in my recent blog posts. Lord knows with everything that has happened lately, I could certainly use more colour and joy in my life. I pray now that spring is here, the dark clouds that have haunted me for so long will clear to let the sunshine through again. x

clueQuest: Revenge Of The Sheep (giveaway!)

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WITH MY INGLOURIOUS BAAAAAH-STERDS AT CLUEQUEST: REVENGE OF THE SHEEP 

It's official - should the end be nigh, it's neither the Rick Grimes nor the Batmans (Batmen?) of the world who will swoop in to save your sorry souls. The real heroes, my friends, are the curious breed of hardcore social-media addicts you call bloggers - not just because our savvy for all things tech and trending will come in handy for breaking codes, although you can be damn sure that any live updates on the apocalypse will be extensively shared on Snapchat - but because, as Professor Blacksheep will attest when we foiled his dastardly plans with 12 minutes to spare, bloggers do it better. Can I get a 'Squad, squad'?



Escape Games have taken the world by storm, swarming the 'Top Things To Do in This City' lists across Tripadvisor like a proverbial pandemic. Perhaps it is our primal human nature to break the bonds of modern day inertia. Maybe we're subconsciously training our survival skills for when the worst should happen (if a nuclear fallout takes out the internet, I'll have to describe to everyone what I had for lunch. Oh, the horror). Or simply, everybody loves escape games because they get to flex their cerebral chops. clueQuest, London's top 'Live Escape Experience' brand - ranked #1 on Tripadvisor for Fun & Games - hears and delivers: with their latest and third installment of their wildly popular Live Escape Game rooms: 'Revenge Of The Sheep'.


It's all fun and games until someone feels sheep-ish...


             
ONE HOUR. A TEAM OF SIX. 
A LOT OF SHEEP THRILLS. 

WHO 
The Squad: myself, Amanda of Rhyme and Ribbons, Emma of Bloomzy, Katy of Little Miss Katy, Erin of Island Bell and Natasha of Graphique Fantastique.

WHAT  
The Sheep Mutator - that dastardly weapon of Professor Blacksheep -cunningly concealed among the desolate and post-epidemic streets of London. An immersive, fully interactive 'alternate London' filled with mysterious clues hidden among elaborate props - some of them with as innocuous as everyday items, some of them impressive tools utilising technology created especially for Revenge Of The Sheep.

HOW
As soon as we accepted the 60 minute challenge our team were herded into a room and locked in with no escape but to solve our way out. You can't ram your way out here - only brainpower will aid your escape. Armed with nary but a clipboard and pen for taking notes and clues and a walkie talkie to communicate with mission control it was then a race against time to find and deactivate the Sheep Mutator. We escaped with our hides intact (with 12 minutes to spare!) thanks to teamwork, common sense, a keen eye for detail, and (without giving too much away) decent aim - when we had to square off against an army of wooly bullies! 

WHY
Families, friends, and colleagues alike flock to clueQuest for a fun day out, an alternative to party games, and team building exercises for a chance to save the world with their inner detective.You get to harness the power of 3, or more - your team can have up to 5 players - to outsmart yourself out of an immersive alternate reality where teamwork, logic, and a sharp mind are all the superpowers you need. It's all incredibly mentally challenging and extremely rewarding especially if you succeed in your mission despite the ominous clock that counts down your remaining time down to the last second!

WHERE
Go down the rabbit, or rather sheep hole at clueQuest:




A CHANCE FOR EWE TO PLAY
I'm hosting a giveaway for one lucky team to win a game, worth £79 to £109, to play Revenge Of The Sheep!


Good luck and may the flock be with you!

THIS POST WAS WRITTEN IN COLLABORATION WITH CLUEQUEST

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Arriving at The W Amsterdam

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HERITAGE & HAUTE MEET IN AMSTERDAM AT THE UBER-HIP NEW W HOTEL
On Wednesday I arrived in Amsterdam to one of my favourite homes away from homes - W Hotels. As I did in Saint Petersburg, Russia, I stayed in the latest bijou offering from one of the world's sleekest hotel branches. The brand arrived to Amsterdam only last October, and I couldn't have been more excited to review the spanking new W Amsterdam!





"Split across two unique buildings, a former Telephone Exchange building and a Bank, W Amsterdam is an intriguing design mix of heritage and contemporary. In the W Lounge, over 5km of copper pipes pay tribute to the telephone wires and electricity lines that exchanged information on a daily basis when the building was home to the Royal Dutch Post Building."


Amsterdam is one of those European cities that never seems to sleep what with their notorious offerings of nocturnal proclivities that is legalised vice. This famously liberal nature attracts a young and energetic crowd to a city that is as titillating as it is tasteful. Amsterdam's eclectic offerings - whether it's Van Gogh, tulips and cheese, or a different strain of cheese - makes it one of the European capitals to visit in Spring and Summer.

The W Amsterdam is the perfect springboard from which to dive into all the city has to offer. The amazing location is a given: the hotel is a mere 4 minute walk from historic Dam Square, in the centre of the city whose canals spread out like the veins of a heart that never stops beating. How appropriate a location for a hotel whose philosophy is 'Whatever, Whenever'. Then there's the W's famously hospitality with their unusually attractive and in-the-know staff who will go out of their way to get you everything you want, as long as it's legal. And in Amsterdam, everything is legal.

There's also plenty to enjoy for time-poor business traveller or the visitor who just wants to stay put and enjoy the city at a languid pace. The rooftop W Lounge offers stunning view of the city and is host to many events while the AWAY spa is the perfect place for downtime. In the way of gastronomical offerings there is Mr. Porter and the baroque beauty that is The Duchess (which I will review in my restaurant roundup). The X BANK, just across the hotel, is a showcase of cutting-edge fashion, art, design, culture from the latest and best in Dutch design and a shopping and cultural destination in its own right.





SWAP STRESS FOR SERENITY IN A COZY EXCHANGE ROOM
This is studio living at its most stylish. A room with a view and a open plan bathroom mades 25 square meters seem positively roomy. Throw in the luxurious W signature bed with pillow top mattress and luxurious 400-thread count sheets, and even the smallest of W Amsterdam's rooms became a haven of comfort  for my short stay. Bliss spa toiletries, complimentary Nespresso, Marshall speakers, plus a stack of fashion and design books for my perusal completed my Cozy Exchange Room experience, making it a sophisticated bubble of serenity in the centre of an exciting and electric capital city.



                 
                        
Wam, bam, Amsterdam

I've been to Amsterdam a few times before and have always enjoyed the city whether I'm travelling solo, with friends, or on this occasion with family. Amsterdam is compact and well-connected thanks to its status as one of the world's most bicycle-friendly cities. Even so I had no need for the bikes provided by The W Amsterdam for guests (although one day I would like to take them up on their pets-friendly offer) as the hotel has a prime position - adjacent to Wallen (the red light district) and other tourist destinations such as the Royal Palace. With my previous trips to Amsterdam I've stayed at apartments or boutique hotels in less central parts of the city. So it was a great luxury to check into a 5-star hotel so close to most of the sights I wanted to see. Especially as the hotel is part of a brand I know and trust to deliver the level of care and quality I have come to expect from W Hotels. Special thanks to the concierge who had to listen to me waffle on about how it was impossible for me to find a pancake place open after 6pm and suggesting alternatives for my carb fix.

THE W AMSTERDAM

PHOTOS 1, 6, 7, 10, 12, 13, 14, COURTESY OF W AMSTERDAM

Coming attractions: My Amsterdam Luxury Restaurant Picks and Museums You Can't Miss in Amsterdam!

3 Luxury Restaurants To Try In Amsterdam

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3 LUXURY RESTAURANTS TO TRY IN AMSTERDAM
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Whether you've got the munchies or are just plain ravenous from tip-toeing through the tulips, if you're seeking a gastronomical experience that is refined and just a bit unexpected, I've got just the three restaurants for you. Fuel up, buttercup...



ARISTOCRATIC EATS AT THE W AMSTERDAM
What did I say about the all-encompassing, thoroughly enriching experience that is part and parcel of a stay at The W Amsterdam? Guests only need to hop, skip, and a jump from the front door of the hotel across to the former KAS Bank building to find themselves transported into La Belle Époque. A beautiful era, indeed - The Duchess is a fairly new but already acclaimed addition to the Amsterdam restaurant scene. She is fit for a King, with her royal nature reflected in the refined flavours of Nouveau-Niçoise cuisine (Southern France and Italy), borrowing the elegance of traditional London hospitality balanced with Viennese grandeur. Her majestic marble bar is a time travel experience back to the roaring '20s and '30s, where inventive twists of French and Savoy Apéritif recall the heydays of a historic cocktail era. Everyday is #ThrowbackTuesday at The Duchess - Her Grace is a study of the past and present, imperial sophistication and contemporary comfort. Some would say with prices to match too, so if you want your worth in gold, order the Fruits de Mer (seafood platter).


Royal Beef Tartar - a tad salty for my taste, but otherwise perfectly fresh.


Crunchy Zucchini with Fresh Truffle - a decadent topping on a healthy take on pasta.


Crispy Whitebait - far too salty for my liking...


Fruit De Mer Le Grand - perfection on a platter. Fresh, sweet, juicy, and oh-so-moreish.


Beef Wellington - traditional comfort food.


Hand Crafted Pasta with Braised Short Ribs - again, a fail-safe classic that is satisfying and hearty.


Sicilian Lemon Pie with Citrus Salad served with meringue and white chocolate ice cream 
- absolutely gorgeous and delicate, the perfect sweet ending to a luxurious meal.



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GREEN AMBITIONS
There's a good reason why the human race with all of our technology harken back to our early ancestors' ways when it comes to living well - sometimes the 'tried and tested' route is just so reliable in its simplicity that it needs no further innovation. Case in point - sustainable eating, or growing your own food. De Kas is a restaurant in a chic conservatory with stunning views of surrounding Frankendael Park, and also of its own greenhouse and garden where its vegetables, herbs, and edible flowers are grown. From May to October, guests peek into the nursery hoping for a glimpse of founder and owner Gert Jan Hageman tending to the daily harvest. Ingredients that can't be grown on site like fish and meat are sourced locally so every meal doesn't come with a side of carbon footprint.  De Kas is very much a labour of love and it shows in the impossibly fresh ingredients of the daily set menu. Inspired by rural Mediterranean cuisine, the dishes are delicate and the presentation simple, with light yet exciting flavours. This is green living and clean eating at its best - park life, indeed.



De Kas offers a daily set menu so most of the choice is taken out of your hands - with exceptions of which meat or fish to accompany the courses - which makes each dish that arrive a surprise. Naturally, I was too distracted by my surroundings to take note of our server's description of each course. Their website doesn't list the every-changing menu so you'll just have to go to De Kas and experience the food for yourself.

The dishes were light, unexpected - the chicory salad (left) confounded my meat-loving mother - and best described as creatively healthy. It's just the place for an interesting meal with none of the guilt, although salad-dodgers best avoid - everything is green, clean, and lean.

Lunch 
Three small dishes €18.50 
Main course €20.50 
Dessert €9.50 

Two-course menu €39.00 

Dinner 
Three-course dinner menu €49.50. 



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I THINK I'M TURNING JAPANESE...
My party of three came to Holland in Spring to see the tulips bloom. We weren't expecting to enjoy sakura - cherry blossoms - that iconic Japanese symbol of transient beauty in a traditional Japanese setting. And how immersive and thoroughly Japanese it was: Yamazato, the first traditional kaiseki restaurant outside Japan to win a Michelin Star is thoroughly authentic as proven by the mostly Japanese clientele who no doubt are guests at Okura Hotel. The kaiseki cuisine is influenced by the rituals of Japanese tea ceremony and is an exercise in the Zen philosophy of minimalism and control, with dishes served by expertly trained waitresses in traditional kimono. The ambience of Yamazato at Okura Hotel is one of elegant restrain with the delicate staccato of Japanese spoken barely above by a whisper.  We ordered the seasonal lunch menu, at €50 per person,  for a taste of Spring's mono no aware (the Japanese concept of fleeting beauty). Oishi desu...


 Zensai - simmered squid with sweet rice, tofu of sesame and green peas, white asparagus with plum sauce 


Tsukuri - Sashimi of tuna, brill and yellowtail


Sake Iri-dashi - Deep-fried salmon and simmered bamboo shoot with Dashi


Gyu Fillet Steak - Grilled fillet of beef with Teriyaki sauce


We ordered an extra side of soba noodles because mummy was craving a carb fix...


Nigiri Sushi - an assortment of tuna, sea bass, squid and scallop


Wafu Dessert Green tea mousse and vanilla ice cream



Which of these restaurants do you like the look of best?
The imperial grandeur of The Duchess?
The green credentials of De Kas?
Or the traditional elegance of Yamazato?

Read my previous Amsterdam blog posts:
Arriving at The W Amsterdam

Does my (travel) privilege look big in this?

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FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS - #TRAVELBLOGGERS EDITION
aka 7 Reasons Not to Date a Blogger or "You don't have to be a masochist to work here, but it helps"

STOP THE PRESS! We have a more urgent issue to discuss. More pressing than world hunger, terrorism, and the Kylie lip kits being sold out combined - I'm talking about the woes of travel bloggers. What? How dare you suggest that this lucky niche who get paid to descend onto exotic destinations, fill up 5* hotels, gorge on all-you-can-eat, and chuckle at all things mainstream check their privilege? Also, it's pronounced BLAAW-GEHR not BLAH-GGER, dontcha know? Digressing! Just because a selfie stick-over the head shot of our perfectly tanned legs on 1000 thread count hotel linen surrounded by The New York Times (gotta stay current, dah-ling) and our #BreakfastInBed spread counts as the day's work doesn't mean #TravelBloggers don't put in hard graft, you know. It's not all humble brags (OMGJETLAGFASHWEEKLOL) and free swag, being paid to be a world citizen is a real job. So in the altruistic spirit of education and as my contribution to this month's travel blogger linkup here are My 7 Travel Blogger Problems. Passports and pitchforks at the ready...



"JUST KEEP TAKING PICTURES, AND MAKE IT SNAPPY!"


#TRAVELBLOGGERPROBLEMS 1:
THE BETTER I LOOK 
IN PHOTOS, THE 
BETTER MY MOOD 
THROUGHOUT THE TRIP.

First things first: if it's not on Instagram/Twitter/Pinterest than it didn't happen. And if at least the bottom half of your face (or top half, if you're not blessed with a model jawline) isn't in the shot, then you weren't there. Tempers have flared, relationships ruined, and camera shutters worn out in the travel blogger's pursuit of the perfect portrait. Because hey, what good is a stunning natural vista or landmark of significant historical importance if it's not a backdrop for narcissism-fueled delusions of vainglory? Personally, my sunny disposition is dependant on whether I produce a decent portrait on holiday. For me there's a direct correlation between photogenic and pleasant - God help you if I make you make me hold a pose for more than ten shots because you can't get me to look like an editorial in Condé Nast Traveller.

FURTHER READING:

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"I'M NOT A TOURIST, 
I'M A TRAVELLER."


#TRAVELBLOGGERPROBLEMS 2: SOMETIMES I JUST WANT 
TO BE A BASIC B*TCH.

Since the advent of individuality and special snowflake-smugness travel bloggers have faced the conundrum: How do I reconcile my desire to not be a 'typical tourist' vs being, well, a tourist? Should I do the done thing and twirl in front of the Eiffel Tower in a breton off-the-shoulder top and tutu or do I become truly Parisian and instead eschew, with derision, tourist traps for a dive bar in Pigalle where I may be robbed of the CHANEL clutch I bought especially for this trip? Deciding between the more touristy destinations and off the beaten tracks is a real struggle, especially when you know that an oh-so-predictable milkshake in front of St Basil's Cathedral will bring all the likes to the yard. And don't even get me started on my secret mission to try McDonald's in every country - which will never see the light of social media.

FURTHER READING:
MOSCOW,
ST PETERSBURG,
A LONDON STAYCATION 
AT ST JAMES COURT

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Speaking of food...


"PUT DOWN THE PUDDING OR I WILL CUT YOU, SWEETIE."


#TRAVELBLOGGERPROBLEMS 3:
NOBODY EATS UNTIL GET 
THE PERFECT 'TABLE SHOT'.

This one applies not just to travel bloggers, or food bloggers, or chicks who works for clicks but also to anyone swept up in the post-millennial wave of social media oversharing. So basically, 99.9% of the First World population. Waiting for everyone's food to arrive, rearranging personal effects  for the perfect table shot, standing up to take a aerial view of the spread - you name it, we've all done it. When I think of how many meals I let get cold in the pursuit of the perfect food picture - whether it's at a Michelin-starred restaurant or a local-frequented hole in the wall - I think, there's a reason why bloggers always order salad or sushi.

FURTHER READING:
FOOD POSTS

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"THIS ISN'T CARRY ON LUGGAGE. IT'S JUST MY CAMERA EQUIPMENT."


#TRAVELBLOGGERPROBLEMS 4: 
MY CAMERA NEEDS ITS OWN SEAT

Travel light? You jest. That chic compact powerhouse that is the Olympus Pen EP-7 that travel bloggers would have you think is the sum of their photography arsenal? A BOX OF LIES. What you don't always see is the Instagram Husband in tow, hauling a beast of a DSLR. Any travel blogger worth their salt carries at least two cameras on every holiday - a DSLR, a micro 4/3, maybe a cute little Lomography camera, and of course a smartphone because the other alternative is to call people and tell them what you're eating. I may have permanent nerve damage on my left upper back from lugging about my camera plus carpal tunnel syndrome from changing lenses every other minute to get the desired shot because again, photos or it didn't happen. I thank the stars my Canon 6D comes with built-in wifi which eliminates the need to take the same photo on my iPhone - but that means I have to immediately Whatsapp pictures to the rest of my party.

FURTHER READING:
BLOGGING &
PHOTOGRAPHY POSTS

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"HANDS OFF MY ARRANGEMENT OR I WILL FLAT LAY YOU, HOMIE."



"HOW AM I GOING TO PAY FOR THIS HOLIDAY IF I DON'T MAKE $$$ FROM AFFLIATE LINKS?!"


#TRAVELBLOGGERPROBLEMS 5:
WELCOME TO THE GREATEST 
FASHION SHOW ON EARTH

This may apply more to fashion bloggers...oh who am I kidding, we are all guilty of shopping for new clothes to wear on holiday. Also, here's a tip: squeezing yourself into a dress two sizes too small does not make you two sizes smaller, it just makes you look like sausage stuffed back into its casing. I am definitely guilty of shopping for outfits themed around a destination because I think it'll photograph well, only to realise that wearing an entirely nautical-inspired ensemble to an island doesn't make me look like a mermaid, it just makes me look like a knob. Even worse is shopper's regret: when I return from a trip and then find an even better outfit. I did luck out in Holland with the handbag, left, from the Fendi Flowerland collection but guess who came home from the land of tulips and found a vintage Aquascutum silk dress printed with, you guessed it, tulips? Yeah, I hate you too, universe.

FURTHER READING:
FENDI FLOWERLAND 
AT KEUKENHOF

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"ATLANTIS IS SOOO OVEREXPOSED. I PREFERRED WHEN IT WAS UNDERGROUND."


#TRAVELBLOGGERPROBLEMS 6: 
SAYING NO TO DESTINATIONS 
THAT ARE 'PLAYED OUT'

Snobbery is a stupid thing, and yet we have this. Have you ever said no to a free holiday because the destination was 'overdone'? Congratulations, you are a true travel blogger and an idiot. While I've never refused to visit a city on the premise that it's made the rounds, I have sought out travel destinations that are relatively-unknown or up and coming for the sole reason that it would make for interesting reading. Case in point: Riga after it was named European Capital of Culture, Tallinn because it was trending in lists of countries to visit by travel bloggers who'd never actually been there, and Havana because haha your president hates communism! Next stops: Pyongyang, Bhutan, or anywhere that requires shots.

FURTHER READING:
AIR ASIA 'BUSINESS 
CLASS ON A BUDGET',
SEOUL POSTS


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...and finally...
"SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK AND PLEBS WITH LESS THAN 1 MILLION INSTAGRAM FOLLOWERS."
#TRAVELBLOGGERPROBLEMS 7: IF YOU TOUCH THE BED, YOU WILL DEFINITELY REST IN PEACE.
This is the biggest cross to bear for anyone unfortunate enough to share a hotel room with me. Make that two crosses: ONE - We will not take naps, I have ground to cover and things to blog about later. TWO - I swear, if you dare jump on the bed the moment we arrive to our room/suite/apartment before I get the chance to photograph the entire place I will smother you with a goose feather pillow. Rule #1 of being married to a travel blogger: mess up the bed at your own peril. Unless you can #TurnUp your turn down service skills, do not ruin the pristine centrepiece of the room until your other half has photographed it to their satisfaction. A freshly made bed is integral to a 'Just arrived in XXX city!' picture, so don't sh*t where your (frankly unhinged) blogger spouse sleeps.

So now that you know what my Seven #TravelBlogger Problems are and also a few good reasons why we're all a dangerous, neurotic breed. I'd like to thank friends, family, and boyfriends who've had to tolerate my quirks in pursuit of the perfect blog post, and to those who didn't hang around - fly, my pretties! That said, I trust that anyone who reads my blog is smart enough to appreciate exaggeration for comedy's sake. To those who may be wracked with indignation for the First World Problems of those who call themselves #TravelBloggers I say: chill out, go on holiday or something...

Arty Amsterdam: 5 Must-See Museums

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What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
SWOOP IN ON THESE FIVE AMSTERDAM MUSEUMS YOU CAN'T MISS

The four things you must do in Amsterdam is to tiptoe through the tulips at Keukenhof, check in at the uber-hip new W Hotel, enjoy these unexpected and luxurious culinary experiences, and of course soak in the best of Dutch art, design, and culture. From classic to contemporary to downright raunchy, here is my pick of the 5 Must See Museums in Amsterdam. You can easily, like I did, cover all of these in two days. Entry to some of these museums are free or discounted with the I Amsterdam City Card which also offers free unlimited public transport - but with a city this scenic, why not explore on foot?


What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
AN ARISTOCRATIC HOUSE CALL
If you've ever wanted to see how the other (Dutch) half live, visit Museum Van Loon - the small but impressive Amsterdam house still privately owned by the noble Van Loon family. Some of the house remains private - you may very well catch a glimpse of their friends and family slipping through the museum to get to the closed rooms - but for the most part, Museum Van Loon opened to the public 30 years ago. The gorgeous garden, beautiful reception rooms, and kitchen among others are presented in an intimate, almost voyeuristic way - giving you the impression that you've popped in for a house call but missed the Van Loons who've just left for a walk. Museum Van Loon is a fine specimen of a traditional Dutch canal house whose 17th century decor has been restored in a manner most authentic and sensitive to its heritage.



Nearby attractions: Photography buffs will enjoy FOAM and cat lovers will find KattenKabinet just purr-fect.


What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
CONTEMPORARY COOL
The Stedelijk is unmissable - its futuristic new wing, lovingly dubbed 'The Bathtub' by Amsterdammers is parked like a futuristic spaceship among the traditional red bricked-neighbourhood of Museumplein, inviting visitors to board a journey through the last 150 years of art. It's the largest Dutch museum dedicated to modern and contemporary art with 90,000 pieces dating from 1870 to iconic works by Koons, Picasso, Pollock, and Warhol. Representing major contemporary art movements such as Bauhaus, the Amsterdam School, and pop art The Stedelijk perfectly complements its next door neighbour - the old school Rijksmuseum. The most 'Instagrammable' feature of this contemporary wonder is the hall, above left, which is a juxtaposition of pastel neon and stark white classical architecture (the most gorgeous backdrop to the colourful splashes of the museum's exhibits).






What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
THE BIG DADDY OF DUTCH ART
The Rijksmuseum is to Amsterdam what the Louvre is to Paris: a must-visit national icon and a vast, jaw-dropping collection of the country's greatest artists. Don't be daunted by the crowds around the 'I Amsterdam' letters outside the museum nor the huge queues lining up for tickets. Simply stroll right in with your I Amsterdam City Card then lose yourself for hours among the Rembrandts and Van Goghs. To say The Rijksmuseum is a powerhouse is an understatement: the museum's expansive collection is a 800 year presentation of Dutch history through archaeological artefacts, clothing, art, and objects from Dutch maritime history among many others. Highlights include larger than life paintings The Night Watch and The Battle of Waterloo, the gorgeous Harry Potter-esque library, the building's magnificent facade and the tunnel-like pathway leading to the entrance which lend the most beautiful acoustics to the buskers outside the museum.

SKIP THE QUEUES: BOOK ONLINE FOR €17.50, OR GO FOR FREE WITH I AMSTERDAM CITY CARD



Nearby attractions: Personally, I'd give Van Gogh Museum a miss unless you're a die hard fan of the man.


What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.

SEX MUSEUM
NAUGHTY, NAUGHTY!
Venustempel Sex Museum is rather amusingly smack bang on a busy high street in the middle of central Amsterdam. It's unabashed location sums up the spirit of the exhibits which range from tasteful nudes to almost gruesome puppets designed entirely for shock value. Sex Museum is the world's first and oldest sex museum. Beyond the crass, there is a respectable display at the many aspects of sensual love through the ages with statues of courtesans (including the infamous spy Mata Hari), erotic paintings, photographs, artefacts, and then some. Worth dropping in for a giggle or two.

€4 AT THE DOOR



Nearby attractions: For a just-as-outrageous alternative, why not head to Erotic Museum and see what pops up?
What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.


What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
What To See in Amsterdam : Five Museums you Can't Miss including Rijksmuseum, Stedelijk Museum, Museum Van Loon, Venustempel Sex Museum, and Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.
JOURNEY INTO THE UNDERWORLD
In the heart of Amsterdam's infamous Red Light District is this sobering and educational museum dedicated to the world's oldest profession. Red Light Secrets: The Museum of Prostitution is not simply a kinky kettle of fish but rather an invitation for you to go behind the scenes of the culture of paid sex. The museum gives a voice to its women in the windows with its detailed reconstructions of working girls' rooms and their confessionals: you hear their dreams, desires, and disappointments which adds an intimate depth and better understanding of this neighbourhood of legalised vice. The museum's highlight - a window looking out onto the Red Light District for you to perch, bathed in red light and see Amsterdam through the eyes of her working girls as you are exhibited to the throngs in the street - is as much a souvenir snapshot opportunity as it is a disconcerting moment of empathy.

BOOK ONLINE FOR A DISCOUNTED PRICE OF €8 





Further reading: my Amsterdam series

Mad Mattes

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SEVEN SHADES OF (MATTE LIP) HEAVEN BY NYX, SLEEK,& MAC CHARLOTTE OLYMPIA

I've been told by men and women alike that my lips are one of my best facial features. Perhaps it's the polite thing to say to one who possess an otherwise unremarkable face - such as "She has such a lovely personality!- but there are benefits to having more mouth-cushion for the pushin'. Namely, a bigger canvas to play with in the way of lip colour (because I'm never going to be an eyeshadow kind of girl, I mean, have you seen my eyes? No, me neither. Curse you, Oriental heritage). 
When it comes to 'Facetime' I've always been a minimalist: the last time I blogged about beauty I had just 17 products in my makeup bag. The tides have changed, my friends - with the emancipation of the heart and soul comes a renewed vigour for life and a regained self-respect which manifested thankfully not in misguided misandry (Feminazis, anyone?) but rather a newfound enthusiasm for experimenting. Which is basically a hoity-toity way of saying: "I bought seven new lip colours because of all the pretty!" but I need to pay lip service to justify the horrific self-centrism of taking eight, EIGHT! selfies for this blog post, so bear with me. How do beauty bloggers do it? I swear if I have to make coy love to the strict machine at the end of my arm again, I will literally die for shame of contributing to 21st century narcissism. So pay attention, kids, because it'll be the next blue moon before I review seven of the same kind of makeup products in a single post...

Seven matte lipstick and lip colours from NYX Lip Lingerie, Sleek Matte Me, and Mac Charlotte Olympia.
NYX LIP LINGERIE 'PUSH UP'
First things first - the joker who came up with 'Push Up' must have a sense of humour because far from enhancing my hump my humps, my lovely little lumps this pale shade does the exact opposite - it makes my lips camoflauge against my face. 'Push Up' is my ultimate nude lip colour: enough coverage to conceal my naturally dark lips and just light enough to look barely-there without washing out my medium, yellow-toned skin. If that was the push up NYX had in mind then I retract my snarkiness. I wear 'Push Up' for 'natural makeup-look' days.
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NYX LIP LINGERIE 'BEAUTY MARK'
This colour couldn't be more retro. 'Beauty Mark' is a rich, chocolate brown that I find surprisingly wearable. It's a throwback to the '90s (naturally, everyone who is too young to remember the Nineties is raving about it because if you did survive adolescence during the days of *NSync you would still be traumatised by over plucking your eyebrows until they resembled sperm) yet not at all dated. 'Beauty Mark' is my new sophisticated alternative to the classic red lip. Wear with strong brows or risk looking like the a '90s girl band-reject.
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NYX LIP LINGERIE 
'EMBELLISHMENT'
(ABOVE)

'Embellishment' is the lilac shade that the blogosphere is raving about, and how! It's constantly sold out in Boots, the only UK stockist (I think) of Lip Lingerie. It's definitely a statement colour that can go either 'corpse bride' or 'unicorn princess' depending on how you style it. Ironically, to avoid looking 'ashy' I dress in nude or monochrome clothes and let this unusual colour be my sole 'Embellishment'.

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MAC CHARLOTTE OLYMPIA 
'LEADING LADY RED'
(LEFT)

Another day, another special edition by MAC. This line is a collaboration with the Queen of Quirky Footwear, Charlotte Olympia. 'Leading Lady Red', however, is very much a 'safe' colour - in fact, it's a near-double of Russian Red in both colour and sheen. For a true matte red lip by MAC I suggest bestselling Ruby Woo if you don't mind how dehydrating it is. I bought Leading Lady Red mostly for the packaging and also because the classic red lip is/should be a staple in every woman's arsenal. 

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Seven matte lipstick and lip colours from NYX Lip Lingerie, Sleek Matte Me, and Mac Charlotte Olympia.


Am I dizzy or has every makeup brand have had, at some point, a lipstick named 'Tea Rose'? You know the colour I mean, a sweet dusky-pink shade that best flatters fair complexions. This lip colour reminds me of the 'Tea Rose' hue that I always have at least one variant of. It's funny that this colour is called 'Exotic' it's the opposite for me - 'Exotic' is a sweet, feminine, yet subtle hue. The sort you can wear from church to club (or club to church, depending on how your weekend goes) and with as much or as little makeup as you like. Versatile and pretty.
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NYX LIP LINGERIE  HONEYMOON
'Gorgeous in greige' is how I'd describe 'Honeymoon'. It's a lovely taupe shade that's just a touch warmer which makes it a 'safer' alternative to 'Embellishment'. 'Honeymoon' is a fantastic in-between colour for when I want to wear a lip colour that's just a little different to 'day time pinks' yet not so overbearing that it needs its own postcode. 

MY VERDICT ON NYX LIP LINGERIE
I can understand the excitement around the Lip Lingerie line: the colours are a mix of nudes and brown - so very now, so very Kylie Jenner. From the 5 tubes I own I can say that 2 applications provides excellent coverage that quickly dries into a true matte finish. Staying power is decent - the colours won't make it to the end of a vigorous make-out session (believe me, I've tried) but will mostly stay put while eating and drinking. I find Lip Lingerie reasonably comfortable, if quite drying, and will last a whole day provided I reapply after each meal and occasionally moisten with a dab of lip balm.

Seven matte lipstick and lip colours from NYX Lip Lingerie, Sleek Matte Me, and Mac Charlotte Olympia.

SLEEK MATTE ME BIRTHDAY SUIT
I thought I'd save my favourite, or at least the most natural-looking, for last. Now here's a name for a lip colour that makes sense: the much raved-about 'Birthday Suit' from the Sleek 'Matte Me' line is just that - 'My Lips But Better'. It's a peachy-pink colour that looks just as good in cool lighting (above, left) and warm lighting (above, right). I find the Matte Me Lip Cream to be similar to Lip Lingerie in staying power, although Birthday Suit is a tad less drying on the lips. Just as it is with NYX Lip Lingerie the Sleek 'Matte Me' applicator does take some getting used to if like me, you're more familiar with lip pencils and lipsticks.


LIP TIPS
Matte products can be very drying especially for thick lips. There's nothing more unattractive than a peeling, cracked pucker so before you go matte, exfoliate and moisturise. Bliss and Stewart & Claire make scrummy lip scrubs. For a duo-action product I love Clinique Sweet Pots (it's a sugar scrub and a balm!). EOS Sweet Mint is my go to for refreshed, soothed lips.

MATTE ME UP...


SLEEK MATTE ME Birthday Suit
NYX LIP LINGERIE Honeymoon
NYX LIP LINGERIE Beauty Mark
NYX LIP LINGERIE Embellishment
MAC Charlotte Olympia Leading Lady Red


...BEFORE YOU GOGO






What do you think of matte lip colours? Is it a trend you'll be trying or do you think it 'falls flat'? Which of these shades would you be tempted to try?

The Society Club, Cheshire Street

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The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.

  FROM SOHO TO SHOREDITCH: WHY THIS LONDON LITERARY SALON IS MY FAVOURITE READING ROOM
"If you go home with somebody and they don’t have books, don’t f**k them. Don’t sleep with people who don’t read!"    Sage dating advice by John Waters for sapiosexuals seeking similar savants. Smart is sexy, end of. So it comes as no surprise that like an moth to a flame (because so many of history's greatest intellectuals are self-destructive like that...) I've gravitated toward the new Shoreditch branch of Soho literary circle The Society Club on Cheshire Street.

The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.


BOOKS, BAR, & BARKS.
TOMES, TIPPLES, & TAILS.
(A LITERARY ALITERATION)

While my commitment to literature is less devotee and more dilettante, several afternoons ensconced in the bosom of The Society Club has made me feel closer to the Bohemian movement. Established in Soho in 1967 as a members club The Society Club recently opened its latest chapter in Shoreditch. The Cheshire Street branch is a specialist bookshop, its handsome panelled bookcases groaning with rare first editions of literature, art & photography books, and staggering stacks of rare books including poetryFun fact 1: On the anniversary of Hitler's death I instantly spotted both Leonard Cohen Flowers For Hitler and an illustrated edition of Mein Kamp.

Even on the sunniest days The Society Club is as cozy as a gentlemen's study on a rainy afternoon. Smashing classic cocktails and coffees from the bar, plus dogs napping in every nook make this place feel like home. Fun fact 2: All the club canines' names start with M: Milo the Italian greyhound, Maddie the golden retriever, Modesty the bulldog, and Monty the chihuahua.

On many evenings The Society Club is an eventful place to be with book launches, soirées, and readings inviting authors, artists, and audience alike to bring the words off the pages and into life. How very Bohemian...


The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.
The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.
The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.
The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.
The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.
The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.
The Society Club, Cheshire Street.  The established Soho literary members club opens in Shoreditch with a specialist bookshop with cocktails and evening events. Dog friendly, too - the perfect East London spot to while away an afternoon reading, writing, and drinking.



"I'D LIKE TO MOVE IN, PLEASE"

A confession to make: this so-called sapiosexual has a shallow side. My alternate aesthetic aficionado was initially drawn to The Society Club for its looks. The moody and dramatic ambience - dark wood floors, marble bar, mid-century chandelier, and black bookcases stacked almost carelessly - are the things of my decor dreams, so short of tearing apart my guest room to renovate and redecorate into my perfect library, you'll find me very much a frequent guest. What makes me stay is sipping a French 75 while enjoying the choice playlist (whether its the sexy strains of Serge Gainsbourg or languid lyricals of Lana Del Rey), the prospect of 'part-time pets' (The Society Club is dog friendly), the warm, well-informed staff who are always up for a chinwag, and taking breaks from working (either from blogging on their free wifi or a coffee break from Regimental Vintage, just down the street) to explore their many layers of unusual books in search of more treasure to add to my collection. The Society Club is very much my 'local' and this special place is certainly a Shoreditch gem for intellects, dog-lovers, and cocktail appreciators alike. You can find them at 3 Cheshire Street, London E1 6ED.

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Something new, something old

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Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.



Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.


RECLAIMING MY SPACE WITH ANOTHER BEDROOM REFRESH

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You may have gandered from my web absence (websence?) of last week that I've been somewhat indisposed. And how. What a week it was: between being haunted by the ghosts of the past on a daily basis, struggling to stay afloat in the mire of the present, and falling into the heady intoxication of what looks to be an exciting future, the past week has been a mental & physical rollercoaster of Christmas Carol proportions. 

With the dangerous cocktail of low and high emotions, slow and seductive evenings of single malt (what was the saying? You have more fun with blondes?) and the Dickensian reference, you could certainly say that my life lately has been spirited...

My body and my bed are the temple (a certain worshipper would certainly agree) so as my place of serenity I've given the bedroom both an exorcism and an enhancement. I firmly abide by the proverb 旧的不去新的不来 (old no go, new no come). And so the relics of horrible history have been deported by way of the cardboard train (British Heart Foundation have picked up the better spoils). Things I love which were once relegated to storage by way of compromise have returned to their rightful place of pride. Small new additions intended to fake some semblance of minimalism in a small-yet-crowded 170 sq ft bedroom plus enhance the ambience have arrived - and believe it or not, these little upgrades cost pennies. It's amazing what you can do with a bit of smart shopping + a little DIY...


Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.

Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.
Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.

Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.

Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.
1/ PURE EVIL
I bought this apartment - my very first London property to call my own - when I was 25. At the time I was still very much in my 'hedonism, all day all night' phase: a revolving door of nightly house parties (at mine) followed by dusk-to-dawn clubbing in East London and then afterparties (back at mine, naturally). Acquaintances would jokingly take bets on how long I would last, so as a housewarming gift to myself I bought a screen print with the motif 'LIVE EAST DIE YOUNG' by graffiti artist Pure Evil. Thankfully that anthem didn't turn out to be a self-fulfilling prophecy and I lived long enough to buy another Pure Evil screen print - MR OSBALDISTONE AS THE BRIGAND CHIEF.

I retrieved both screen prints from storage, removed them from their frames and displayed them on skirt hangers for a raw and 'fresh from the studio' feel.

2/ LET THERE BE LED
I love the romance and ambience of candlelight but there just isn't enough oxygen in the world for my asthmatic self, let alone a dozen or so block candles in my bedroom. These STOPEN LED candles (£10 for a set of 3) are a brilliant alternative - safe, realistic, energy efficient (especially if used with rechargeable batteries) and cheap. I have 10 sets dotted about my home.

3/ THE BLOGGER'S FURNITURE MUST-HAVE
It seems like every blogger (especially the makeup-loving variety with a Youtube channel) has an white IKEA chest of drawers - MALM, HEMNES, or in my case the KULLEN. Customise it with that other blogger cliché - marble contact paper - and I have generous bedroom storage that looks almost unique, that is, if you've never read a beauty blog or watched a vlog. So meta.

           
Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.

Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.

Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.


4/ A DELICATES DISPLAY 
Where have I seen this before? This clothing rail, which I've spray painted gold to match my curtain rod, was intended to hold my capsule wardrobe. I've since decided that the golden rod (snigger) and these lovely copper hangers are far too delicate and lovely to be crammed with the dirty thirty pieces of clothing of the season. Hence, this clothing rail is now a display for only my favourite lingerie (corset and basque by Agent Provocateur) and my capsule wardrobe has been banished back into my walk in wardrobe (talk about doing a full 360...)


Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.

Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.

Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.

Something new, something old  - A budget bedroom refresh to tackle storage and clutter issues in my small London bedroom, with some help from IKEA and a little DIY.
5/ SLAYING THE GIANT
My favourite addition to the bedroom yet is this solution for the clutter of my bookcase. You may have seen, from my previous bedroom refresh, Goliath in all its glory. As much as I love the LIATORP bookcase for being roomy enough to hold my collection of handbags, shoes, cameras, jewellery, stationery (basically, a blogger's idea of assets) the fact is: I have a lot of crap. And I'm struggling to reconcile my love of minimalism with my inherent hoarding tendencies (I got it from my grandfather - he had houses across the region dedicated to storing his ridiculous collection of relics and antiques including an airplane cockpit in his garden which he turned into a whisky bar!).

Rather than shell out to have custom bookcase doors made for Goliath, I decided to kill three giants with one stone. Enter the TUPPLUR, a ridiculously versatile roller blind beloved by IKEA hackers as an economical projector screen. One gentle tug, and my clutter is out of sight behind an expanse of white. One gentle tug, and I have a projection screen for lazy movie nights. One gentle tug, and I have a white backdrop for photography. Three functions (four if you include saving my sanity from having to look at my things on the open shelves everyday) for £22 - that's multitasking at its finest!


What say you about my latest bedroom refresh? Do I DIY, or do I DIY?

Myki Sand Bar - Archer Street, Soho

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THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO


THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO
LIFE'S A BEACH: THE LAUNCH OF 
MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO

"The place to be in summer is London, second only to being anywhere but London."So says the fashionably jaded Londoner who "ohmahgad, I just can't" with yet another pep talk that includes thatwell-loved but hackneyed Samuel Johnson quote because - enthusiasm is for tourists and kids, but cynicism is for champions don'cha know? Thank goodness then, that I consider myself a serial underachiever in the area of apathetic affectation: because despite spouting gems like "Paris is sooo played out. Cheers, American Francophiles and your la vie en rose-tinted glasses..."I actually do enjoy getting excited about new happenings in this fair city.

Have Uber, will travel (incidentally, when I first started blogging my carriage was Addison Lee and black cabs - has it been that long?) - so the prospect of 'Europe's glamourous beach clubs' being only a £15 ride from Shoreditch to Soho was too curious to pass up.

Tuesday evening saw the launch of Myki Sand Bar in beloved Soho hot spot Archer Street. For Summer 2016, this pop up in the basement of this polo-themed bar recreates Mediterranean chic with Greek islands-inspired white and blue interiors, tropical palms, and of course sand - capturing the primitive luxury of the European beach club scene.

Life's a beach, and so is Soho it seems...



THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHOTHE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO
THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO

THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO
Even more so than the live performance of summer tunes by the fabulous Archer Street team, the bespoke cocktail menu curated by Cîroc starring the exclusive new Cîroc Pink Grapefruit, the infectiously enthusiastic bartenders who work the tumblers with all the agility and flair of that guy you always see tearing up the dance floor, the beautiful people, the island-chic decor, and the sheer novelty factor of treading gingerly across sand to get to our Santorini-inspired coves - the highlights of my evening were a much-needed catchup with blogger friends Honey and Suze plus making new acquaintances. Although said 'how do you dos' may have been mostly one-sided, namely me filling the girls in on the wild sexcapades of newly-single and ready to mingle-me. I imagine that sort of 'live as though you'll die tomorrow' hedonism is the very sort of young and wild spirit encouraged at Myki Sand Bar. When in Europe, eh?



THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO

THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHOTHE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO
THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHOTHE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO
THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO

THE LAUNCH OF  MYKI SAND BAR AT ARCHER STREET, SOHO


35 New Cavendish Street, Marylebone

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Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.
A MARYLEBONE MEMBERS CLUB WITH A MENU UNDER £20
The Cavendish at 35 New Cavendish Street, Fitzrovia

Despite the average champagne socialist's assertions that the antiquated class system (caste system?) is still very much the oppressor of those who dare to dream, the truth is that we live in a world where social mobility is the wind beneath the wings of the bold and the busty (have you forgotten that display at Grand National? Yes, I'm also trying to). Luxury has become increasingly democratic, as exemplified by head chef Douglas Santi's new 'everything £20 or under' menu, launched yesterday at refined Fitzrovia establishment 35 New Cavendish Street.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

I arrived at 35 New Cavendish Street to a hive of post-worker bee activity that is the buzzing bar area on the ground floor. Having weaved my way through the throng and up the stairs to the dining area, I found myself in a whole new world. Tranquil and refined with views of traditional red-brick Fitzrovia and natural daylight streaming in to soften the classic royal blue upholstery, the feel of the dining area is true to the 'members club nature' of 35 New Cavendish Street. Despite the somewhat regal decor,  the upbeat music subtly creeping in from the bar downstairs reminded one that this members club is far from stuffy - rather, a modern establishment oriented toward a younger, more happening crowd.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

I settled in with a Negroni for a long evening of 19 dishes (nineteen, count 'em - paired with wine, no less) over three courses in three hours.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

My party started with two types of sliders: classic beef, and lobster with avocado tenderly sandwiched between delicate yet substantial buttery brioche buns. The beef and lobster sliders were followed by at least three miniature versions of eggs benedict - with salmon, bacon, and spinach options, sprinkled with chives on teeny-tiny crunchy toast slices with just a hint of garlic. Those three variations of my favourite brunch dish at dinner time was all I needed to know that the All Day Menu lived up to its name.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

The croque monsieur that followed was a contrast to the dainty starters that preceded it. Delicate presentation is forgo-ed (forwent?) for a hearty behemoth of cheese, ham, and toast served on a wooden cheese board. Comfort food at its best.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

By this point I had started to blur the line between starters and mains. The starters that followed were light and lean yet could be easily upsized to main courses, which is only a good thing for the health-conscious and/or to those who favour clean-eating with simple dishes that highlight quality ingredients. The tuna tartar with avocado is fresh, with chilli giving the fish a kick of flavour. 

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Prawns tabouleh with quinoa was surprisingly hearty, no doubt in part to the generous portion of king prawns. My favourite was by far the Cavendish beef tartar - as a steak tartare enthusiast, I'm used to sweet and tart flavours from onions cutting through the meat, but the twist of horseradish was an pleasant surprise that added a smoky dimension that took a light dish and made it unexpectedly rich.  

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.
The first two mains made their debut: artichoke salad on a bed of parmesan crust and ale breaded smoked haddock with potato cream and peas. While I am neither a fan of artichokes nor cooked fish in general (with the exception of black cod) and my food preferences limited me to a ginger nibble followed by a 'I still don't get it', the satisfied murmurs coming from my table spoke for the quality of these two dishes.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

What I do get though, is steak. A thick, juicy rib eye with just the right amount of marbling, lovingly sourced from Aubrey Allen (the Queen's butcher), cooked to tender pink perfection and accompanied by Béarnaise sauce and triple cooked chips.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

SIGNATURE DISH: 100 LAYER LASAGNE
WHEN DELICATE MEETS DECADENT

The star dish of the evening for me, and I think I can speak for everyone at the table, was new head chef Douglas Santi's 100 Layers Lasagne. 25 layers of pasta, 25 layers of bechamel, 25 layers of meat, and 25 layers of parmesan painstakingly arranged to precision, giving the l00 Layer Lasagne the appearance of my favourite Malaysian cake 'kuih lapis'. It was unlike any lasagne I've had, with bechamel so fluffy and airy it had an almost cloud-like texture about it. Every ingredient is layered so carefully as to be delicate, giving the 100 Layer Lasagne an imperceptibly ethereal quality yet all the elements met to deliver a dish whose many, many layers packs a punch with alternating flavours and textures.

Curiously, the 100 Layer Lasagne reminded me of tiramisu - what with the bechamel's impossibly melt-in-your-mouth soft texture not unlike that of mascarpone. If you're a fan of pleasant culinary surprises, I'd highly recommend the 100 Layer Lasagne to challenge your expectations of this traditionally dense Italian dish.


SAY CHEESE

By the time the cheese platter arrived - a heaving smorgasbord laden high with crackers, quince, and a selection of what is surely nature's greatest contribution to humanity - I could only respond to that decadent display with an exclamation of "Putain de fromage!"


Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

I have never and can never be a wine drinker thanks to my allergies, so I quote Townfish: "They have a very decent range of mid-level wines too to be paired with their food. The Tormaresca Chardonnay is golden and fruity and a great representation of wine from the Puglia region, whilst the Cabernet Sauvignon from Santa Rita, Maipo has curiously strong notes of leather and tobacco which went exceedingly well with the rib-eye steak that we tried that was beautifully cooked sous-vide and then on a josper grill to give it a smoky taste."

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.

Democratised dining at 35 New Cavendish Street, a Marylebone private members club with a new menu where everything is £20 and under.
By the time the pudding platter made its appearance, suffice to say I was absolutely stuffed and so sadly only managed one of each delicious treat on display. Between the exceptional lemon meringues and the refreshingly light yet sweet glazed raspberries and strawberries I found myself fit to burst least of all with 'diner's regret' - that sense of wasted dining opportunity that besets those whose 'eyes are bigger than their stomachs'. Rare indeed is the occasion where I cannot finish a pudding - yet this has been happening more frequently of late as I scale back my portions as summer approaches.


FINAL THOUGHTS

The new menu at 35 New Cavendish is many things - surprising (with its provocative take on classic dishes such as lasagne and beef tartar), diverse (with its All Day Menu offering breakfast staples like eggs benedict alongside hearty dinner fare such as Rib Eye for 2), a juxtaposition of unprententious comfort food (just the way Nan would make it) and delicate cooking that is right at home at a fine-dining restaurant. But most of all, the menu is of exceptional value with nothing over £20. Where else in this upscale London postcode can you enjoy a lobster spaghetti for £20 in a private members club? 35 New Cavendish Street is dining democracy at its finest - accessible luxury and exemplary service for all in a setting usually associated with exclusion. Truly, a case study for the meeting of modernism and tradition...the best of both worlds. Experience it for yourself at the new and improved 35 New Cavendish Street, Fitzrovia W1W.

My meal was complimentary in exchange for this review. 
Thank you 35 New Cavendish for the hospitality, and for challenging my ideas on lasagne and beef tartar!

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