Route 101
= Decorated RV in Santa Barbara I can’t deny that pre-101 research, my knowledge of the Big Sur went little beyond the Beats and a grubby K-Stew (courtesy of last year’s filmic interpretation.) Suffice...
View ArticleNorCal to Nevadahhh
Golden Gate Bridge HAPPY LABOUR DAY! At The Wynn TriBeCa, WestHo, SoCal — I enjoy these weird lexical clippings of American area codes as much as I their two character reduction of state names (CA for...
View ArticleCalifornication
Compiling this post was something akin to self-flagellation, given that I am now back in rainy London (and thrilled to have missed the apparent heat wave) and gazing longingly at the bounty of...
View ArticleIt’s Paris, Innit
Le cliche, part deux. We were blessed (I could have prefixed that with a hashtag, but then I’d have to kill myself) with incredible weather in Paris, with highlights of this year’s annual tripette...
View ArticleT.I.A. This Is Africa.
I skipped (if almost 24 hours of travelling each way can be called ‘skipping’) off to Kenya for 6 days with my family before London Fashion Week, which was the most incredible interlude amidst the...
View ArticleGraffiti And Vikings
That’s Copenhagen in a nutshell, for me, by the way: tons and tons of (really good) graffiti in an otherwise spotless city and tons and tons of (really good looking) men to whom my boyfriend gave a...
View Article10 Holiday Myths Debunked
I’m fresh off the holiday wagon, just 6 hours since you ask (I know right, I’ve barely even let the after-sun sink into my leathery pores.) And through the sleep-deprived holiday blues, I’ve compiled a...
View ArticlePostcards From Amalfi
I recently returned from the Amalfi coast and can confirm that it really is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been (up there with Big Sur and the highlands of Scotland) filled with mooning...
View ArticleThe City of Love
Every year for our anniversary, my boyfriend and I go to Paris. For our triversary (coined by a friend for your third – I like it) off we went again, like the roaring cliché that we were and still...
View ArticleTreasure Beach
I’ve been postponing the writing of this post since my return on Monday. Partly because I had 1,200 pictures to edit; partly because I’ve been felled by jet-lag and have a full-time job; partly...
View ArticleNEGRIL: TAKE THE HARD LIFE EASY
FromTreasure Beach we went on to Negril; a 2 and a half hour trip, right on the Western coast. Whereas Jakes is the pastel pearl in Treasure Beach’s crown, Negril – like Montego Bay – is a haven of...
View ArticleTHE SOUTH OF FRANCE
There’s nothing like editing hundreds of pictures to make you intimately and painfully re-acquainted with your holiday just past, is there? Bien sur! What a holiday to be re-pained with the memory of....
View ArticleIstanbul
[Since writing this, I am saddened to hear of the terrorist attack near the Blue Mosque. I only hope that Istanbul recovers quickly.] Note to self: check the weather forecast the day before you go on...
View ArticleNotes on Nicaragua
Where, oh where – said the grizzly bear – do you you go on your honeymoon? That was the million dollar question. Do you basic bitch it up (in the most luxury sense of the word) ‘pon a set of stilts in...
View ArticleCosta Rrrrrrrica!
From Nicaragua to Costa Rica we went, with the great help of Original Travel and via a series of teeny Sansa (not Stark) planes, where my luggage paid through the nose to also be in attendance. A lot...
View ArticleSevilla!
We were warned by countless people not to go to Seville in August. “You’ll boil!” They cried. “It’s 41 degrees!” They said. They were right. We did boil – there’s no doubt that if you cannot handle...
View ArticleObonjan & Hvar
On the surface, at least, the Croatian islands of Obonjan and Hvar could not be more different. Obonjan is a pioneering new venture, a “wellness island” or, as Elle called it, a “restival”, where...
View ArticleTome in Tokyo
Kudos to Cassio, the snappy-happy Tokyoite who insisted on shooting me outside every single authentic-looking eatery in Ginza, culminating in the kind of shot I’ve been waiting my whole life to...
View ArticleColombia
More than three weeks after returning and I am unable to ‘summarise’ Colombia. One of the cliches I find, when returning from holiday – aside from the inevitable slump and the snake-scale skin – is...
View ArticleGstaad
Skiing (with all its accompanied expenses) is a luxury sport. But going to a ski resort to *not* ski is an even more luxurious endeavour. It is also the default position of many Gstaadians...
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