London Freeze 2011. Afterparty. Lightbox, Vauxhall.
Tate Modern London day of artistic pointlessness with one of my favourite bartenders in January ‘11
‘Flowers on the Ceiling’ - changing room at Bang Bang vintage in Soho, London. Awesome little place. Picked up a a vintage sheer white shirt, purple embroidered dres and a great off the shoulder paul & joe sister dress. Good work.
London reunion at Lightbox for Apogee Presents, with my old university friends from Bristol. It would have been one of the best nights Ive ever had here in london, had it not been for the fact that I lost my passport.
Make Way For The Positive Day
—Bob Marley
London - the Queens Diamond Jubilee celebration horses procession, waiting eagerly to begin their stroll. There was no shortage of anti-monarchy comments and protests during the 4 day affair. But whether you oppose the entire notion or not, there was something there that everyone should appreciate. For a city rich in history, culture and customs, it was truly inspiring to be surrounded by an atmosphere of pride, joy and unity. In a turbulent time of financial turmoil where social responsibilty has taken a back-seat, it is these moments which provide us with the comfort in knowing that we will overcome these struggles, because we aren’t alone. Remember what our fore-fathers have quoted for generations, ‘this too shall pass’. And if it doesn’t, at least we’re all caught in the same shit-storm together.
Royal Palms Sunday. Grand Cayman, Cayman Islands. April ‘12
its great to be home, but maybe because I know there’s always something next.
London Fashion Week A/W ‘11
It seems necessary these days that one has to ‘stand out’, in every way, shape and form. Be it through style, music, language and even friends. This urge to be different to ‘fit in’ has enabled our generation to constantly think of the next new thing, but is it also plaguing it? By focusing on the next success have we lost our basic need to enjoy the moment? Fun isn’t fun if it can’t be documented on twitter, or captured on instagram. I cannot lie and say that I am not at the forefront of this mayhem, but at least I am aware of the danger it poses to our ‘carefree youth’.
