Waistcoat – Uniqlo, Jeans – H! By Henry Holland, Shirt – Vintage, Shoes – Zara.

Pity. I was truly contemplating on starting an YOUR HAIR!!? era but the minute I sat in that chair and felt the interrogating glare of the woman in the mirror, I chickened out. Not even a need for a good cop/bad cop routine… actually this happens so regularly I’d chicken out at a traffic warden. (I don’t know how that translates in my allegory…) I love a trip to the hairdresser’s, the simple fact that drastic change only costs an hour in a chair, but annoyingly the length of my hair is just too endearing to part with. Beats me why I even come in the fist place. Thankfully Mr Lee (director/stylist) got the jist and performed a flurry of snips and shuffles as I counted each falling hair, and by the time I looked up a leaf of a fringe had descended on my forehead. Neat!

You must check out the Hurwendeki hair salon in Brick lane, the owner is super friendly (and knows when to stop cutting, evidently) and as you can see, the salon looks amazeballs.

Thank you again Kit for the photos of moi!

Cardigan – DIY Uniqlo, Top – Uniqlo, Jeans – H! by Henry Holland for Debenhams, Shoes – Zara, Laptop Bag – Samsonite, Bracelet – COS

The best and worst thing about coming back home to Warsaw is that I can pick up exactly where I left off 6 months ago – the same roadworks that still jam the intersection to dad’s restaurant, my car with its front wheels in the garden grass as I last parked it… Even the snow shovel from January is still leaning outside the garage door. The fact that nothing seems to change is haven but at the same time I feel that it robs the satisfaction of being away from something for a long period of time. It’s as if the act of taking everything off except my wig, bra and panties at the security gate was for no cause, or standing an awkward minute too long at the check-in desk waiting for the man to realize how politically uninformed he is to ask whether we are from North or South Korea was an awkward minute wasted.

One thing that does seem to change though, is the increasing number of wrinkles on my parents face each time I visit – I wouldn’t mind taking the gun out of my wig or telling the man that we’re from West Korea if it means I could give the pleasure of giving the folks a visit.

Top: Natalie from Canned Fashion & friend with cool hair whose name I forgot after ODing on cupcakes. Le sorz!
Left: Giraffe Print leggings

Ran off with: military/balmain-esque skinny jeans and maxi-length Tristan & Isolde + military dress

I’m with you when I say I won’t walk into Debenhams if not equipped with sunglasses and large hat, or an auntie. Exaggerating as always, but I believe needing that aunt character is not anything bad by all means – not every retail store needs to please youthsters and fashion skivvies. If there’s a good reason to go in, I’ll go in. If H Holland collaborated with Jane Norman then I probably won’t pretend I’m only desperately popping in to ask for directions to the nearest post office. The collaboration was the season’s trend pieces with Henry Holland quirk sprinkled over it, the random giraffe print on the leggings or pink checkered lining being prime examples. Maybe it’s good I waited (unintentially) 2 weeks since the visit because it seems that now some pieces are on sale! They’ve been so kind to offer bloggers to take home 2 pieces that day and the military-esque skinny jeans have since been my second skin. They’re happily tumbling at 30°c in the wash now.