I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a change—a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.

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Body, Dance shoes – Bloch. Skirt – ASOS. Shot at FRAME with Kit.

This is probably the closest thing to a ‘gym’ I’ll ever go in my entire life as a wimp – but here I am Internet, off the couch and in a tutu. This of course does not mean I’ve divorced Nutella, it just means I’ll probably cry less while emptying a jar in the middle of the night. The gym does scare me though, all those metal, long, straight, round things I’d have no idea what to do with. Plus if the treadmill is meant to be used as if you’re running on the street then I’d probably sit on it with a Snickers bar and wait for the bus. Alas, by the end of year 2013 my eczema was starting to take its toll – nothing I put on my skin worked, and the more I researched treatments, it wasn’t down to the type of ointment/cream I was applying on my skin but ultimately what goes in me: food and exercise. So, generic New Years resolutions aside, I decided to get my act together. I’d read something about the Special K program by Kelloggs and decided to put myself on it, mostly for discipline but also because I wanted to track my progress – a year down the line I wanted to say SUCK IT to eczema and part with it forever. Kelloggs kindly pitched in to support the ’cause’, and I chose beginners ballet because I’d always wanted to learn. Give me a few months, I’m kicking this eczema in the ballsack, look out for updates.

If you’re looking for ballet classes in London, FRAME do fantastic ballet classes for beginners, called Basic Barre, (or Ballet Barre for the more experienced) that generally helps you tone and improve posture and balance. For longer programs, City Academy offers a wide range of ballet courses in many levels. Another two I recommend are Danceworks and Pineapple Studios, two I frequented as a student (for hiphop classes) that offer singular classes.

Supported, but not sponsored, by Kelloggs.

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Bag – Couronne. Boots – Zara. Skirt – Mango. Trench coat – YesStyle

And just like that, back home. Of course, jetlagged again up to my eyeballs, despite the numerous Red Bull showers I’ve taken in the past few hours and all that effort put into not trying to calculate what time it is in Seoul. The latter wasn’t too difficult, to be honest, addition was never my strong point. At some point during the day my body just keeled over and moaned like a pirate and I assumed it was past midnight in the Far East. My husband had suffered some kind of a food poisoning during the 13hour flight and had gone into man-flu mode the minute we landed. He slept till 4pm, woke up to pee, and muttered ‘I don’t feel jetlagged at all’ while I was sprawled, sluggish, in our open suitcases in the name of unpacking. Divorce him, I may. Anyhoo. While I was still up and unpacking (the whole five minutes) I found this – Daisy by Marc Jacobs – one of my favourite scents, a spritz of which took me straight back to this time last year when I had my NYC cherry popped. In fact, I started dreaming of the grand buildings, Central Park and yellow cabs, at which point the dirty laundry in our suitcases made for a soft bedding…

I won’t be travelling for NYFW this season, which pains my heart more than my jetlagged body cares for, but here’s a wee tip to those who will be there in the next week or so: A little bird tells me that there will be a Daisy pop-up store where the currency is not in $$ but ##. One cheeky tweet/a photo on Instagram or Facebook with the hashtag #MJDaisyChain will be all you need to claim a Daisy sample of your own – and since I won’t be there tweeting the life out of my phone in exchange for some Daisy top-up, or what I call, ‘NY-in-a-bottle’, I hope some of you will be able to. Make good memories!

The Daisy Marc Jacobs Tweet Shop will be in Soho, 462 West Broadway from 7-9 February (11am-7pm)

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Video shot with help from Abi, edited by Fashiolista. Wearing: Sweater – H&M. Jeans – DIY Slashed Supertrash. Shoes – Hudson. Coat – H&M. Bag – L.K.Bennett Rosamund

I do apologise for the radio silence of late, I’ve been struggling to tackle jetlag for the past two weeks or so, while being absolutely useless in either timezones. In a nutshell, it means I’ve been having six meals a day and taking the circle line in the subway like a hobo to sit and nap. I think I’ve only just managed to calibrate to the correct time-zone and apparently we’re leaving tomorrow. KILL ME.

So here’s a quick one today with a packing video I shot with Samsonite & Fashiolista; also to say that I’m alive, and that Seoul is amazing.

Pack your bag

Don’t forget, pack your own bag here with Samsonite to win a Cosmolite suitcase and a 250EUR worth of Topshop voucher for your next world adventures!

In collaboration with Samsonite x Fashiolista.