Like most Londoners, I hated that the Olympics were being held in London. Get ahead of the games? Where am I supposed to go? Avoid central London? But that’s where I live and work. Avoid using the tube? Cars better be banned otherwise the busses will be facing some serious congestion. Then a friend gave … Continue reading
Last week I attended the London College of Fashion Media Styling review. And while their Fashion Sting cocktail had me questioning body image (image to the right for reference, complete with a tape measure), I wasn’t fully impressed with a lot of the work I saw. I was either too distracted by the model’s poses … Continue reading
Photocopies of photographs from all over the world, without artist names or titles immediately visible, decorated the walls at The Church of London last night. Continue reading
“Invisible art flouts our expectations and might even make us wonder if we are being sold the emperor’s new clothes… At the end of the day it is a type of conversation between artist and audience that can only ever be fully realised in our imaginations” – Invisible at the Hayward Gallery Invisible at the Hayward … Continue reading
Stilettos and flats, boots and wedges, sandals and totally impractical footwear displayed on red velvet cushions with gold tassels, on mirrored shelves and pedestals; the Christian Louboutin exhibition at the Design Museum truly represents many a fashionista’s dream shoe collection and manages to transform them from practical to artistic. And while this exhibition as a whole is … Continue reading
Grayson Perry’s “The Tomb of the Unknown Craftsman” is an absolute treat and I highly suggest you get to the British Museum to see the exhibition before it closes on Sunday, 26 February. This show is very inspiring and sentimental; just like flipping through a diary and learning all the secrets. Here the pages are … Continue reading
Silvia and I celebrated graduating from City University with our MA’s in international journalism (both with Merit, thank you very much!) with our parents at Vilandry in West London. Good food, multi-lingual conversation, giant smiles and embarrassing parents. AKA: everything you need for a family dinner celebration. But first, Silvia and I took a stroll … Continue reading
Tucked in the back of Roxy Bar and Screen, the first ever Portrait Salon projected images rejected from the Taylor Wessing Portrait Prize. Lounging on brown and wine coloured sofas and seated around wooden tables we watched the photographs flick by in a slideshow accompanied by a selected soundtrack; a totally modern way to enjoy an … Continue reading
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