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.

Lubitel, camera TDF

Kit’s clashing (but it works so well!) leggings + socks combo

Sweater & Scarf – Gmarket, Pants – Vero Moda through ASOS, Shoes – ZARA, Necklace – ASOS, Lace top – COS, Bag-  Public Beware

For those who know of my (irrational?) fear of clowns, this is a huge improvement, no?

Kit and I were scouting side streets of Covent Garden the other day for a good shooting spot, knocking on walls with our blogger stick and scrutinizing the look of each street when we stumbled upon this wall. It was just around the corner from the Royal Drury Lane theatre, right by the headquarters of Paul Smith. I was erh *cough*copulating*cough* with the wall, you know, duty of a style blogger (Get friendly with backdrop), when a man on a bike came up to us and said the mural was only recently deleted. He then whipped out his iPhone and commenced searching for that picture he took of the whole clown, and while doing so I think we saw his entire lifestory in about 500 photos before finding the clown? Well anyway, the charming man showed us the photo and it got me thinking… why did they leave the half? I understand graffiti laws, but half-fulfilled graffiti law?

I just wondered if anyone knew about the story of this mural. Although, I promise I’m not that obsessed in finding out, it’s a clown after all.

Thank you Kit again for the beautiful photos!