March in Pictures

A Girl, A Style _ March in Pictures

Friends who send surprise packages and confetti in the mail. Feeling giddy at the arrival of Spring. Daylight savings = hello long, golden evenings. Bunches of pink hyacinths and heavenly-scented white narcissi from the market. Filling every available surface in my house with spring flowers. Pastel manicures (specifically this shade of powder blue by Deborah Lippmann) + bright pink lipstickDiptyque candles that smell like spring. Wearing lolly pink Prada heels to the office (just because). The joy of packing away the winter coats. Spring cleaning my entire place. Blue skies and bike rides.

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Cambridge weekend rituals: brunch, bookshops and shopping at the farmer’s market. Gossip + red velvet cupcakes with my girlfriends. Playing tourist in Cambridge with Nicolette and Ali. Weekend walks through the colleges. The banks of the River Cam awash with a sea of sunshine yellow daffodils. Wearing this glittery Lulu Guinness clutch with everything. Jazz + bespoke apricot martinis at my favourite secret Cambridge speakeasy. Getting all dressed up for grand college dinners with the Clever Boyfriend. Ball skirts and shoes that make my feet look like presents.

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Wandering the cherry blossom-lined pastel streets of Notting Hill. Ottolenghi desserts for lunch and treasure-hunting vintage jewels and tea sets on Portobello Road with Nicolette. Decadent dinner dates with my favourite girls. Pear bellinis and lobster everything at Bob Bob Ricard. Press for champagne! Lunchtime walks around Westminster in the sunshine. Much-needed primping at my favourite hair salon (that feels more like going to a fancy tea party). Rose petal macarons from Laduree. A rainbow of Manolo princess shoes at Liberty (that I can’t stop thinking about). Planning spring adventures to new European cities.

I hope you all had a wonderful March!

Love, Miss B xx

 

On the Pastel Streets of Notting Hill

Of all the neighbourhoods in London, Notting Hill is one of my favourites. I first stumbled upon Portobello Road ten years ago (on my first visit to London by myself, all wide-eyed and overly enthusiastic and probably searching for Hugh Grant), and it was love at first sight. Even though these days, Portobello Road is horribly overrun with noisy tourists every Saturday (and tacky souvenir shops have subsequently popped up between the antique shops), the neighbourhood still retains all of its bohemian charm.

I love treasure-hunting for vintage jewellery, china, antique maps and curiosities on Portobello, the cafes and boutiques along Westbourne Grove (where I always stop for Diptyque candles and lunch at Ottolenghi and, when I have a bout of homesickness, a beauty fix at Aesop and the perfect Australian brunch at Granger & Co) and strolling the leafy, mansion-lined residential backstreets (and dreaming of living in one of those glossy townhouses myself someday).

For me, this place is doubly-special for all the wonderful moments I have spent there, and whenever I have a case of the mean reds (to paraphrase Holly Golightly), a day wandering Notting Hill is always just what I need to put me back in a good mood. Dearne, my dearest friend and fellow-Australian-in-England, and I would always meet here on weekends for brunch, treasure-hunting, walks around the neighbourhood (she actually did live on those leafy streets) and endless chats about boys, shoes and the meaning of life (see previous case in point here).

So it was only fitting that for our last girl date before De moved back to Australia, we crammed in all our favourite things in Notting Hill. I put on my most ladylike skirt, pinned on a few brooches (favourites from previous Portobello Road treasure-hunts) and raced off to meet De by the curiosity shop on the corner. After scrambled eggs at Granger & Co and a stop at Diptyque (obviously), we strolled those gorgeous streets searching for the prettiest pastel townhouses in her neighbourhood and soaking in the last of the summer sunshine. After one last twirl around Portobello Road, we said a very teary farewell on that perfect, pastel street.

Yet as hard as it was to say goodbye to someone I treasure so much, I feel so grateful to have such special people in my life and to be able to make memories in places this wonderful.

 Wearing: Topshop skirt (sold out, but similar styles here), ASOS shirt, Zara sandals (sold out, but gold version here and similar style here), Kenneth Jay Lane bracelets, vintage brooches (from Portobello Road, but similar styles here and here), Chanel ring (sold out, but similar style here), Jersey Pearl necklace, Grand Bazaar necklace, Chloe sunglasses.  

Oh Notting Hill, I love you!

Do you have any favourite places that are so special to you? And I’d love to hear your Notting Hill suggestions!

Love, Miss B xx

Thank you De for the photos (I miss you already!)

 

August in Pictures

Weekend Notting Hill dates with Dearne, my favourite Australian girl in London (before she moved back to Melbourne). Twirling on the pastel streets and dreaming of a coloured townhouse of my own. The best brunch in London at Granger & Co on Westbourne. Watermelon gelato. Wearing ladylike skirts and pretending I’m Audrey in Roman Holiday (if only I could find Gregory Peck on a Vespa…!). Beautifully-scented new additions to my fragrance wardrobe from Jo Malone. These powder pink Ferragamo bow flats and other gorgeous new treasures. Lilac hydrangeas from the garden. Vintage jewels treasure-hunted on Portobello Road. Girl dates at Lauduree and having dessert in lieu of dinner. Soaking up the last of the summer sunshine (and then promptly losing my beloved Stella McCartney sunglasses after taking this picture). Pink peonies and this darling beaded butterfly necklace from Clara Francis via Belle & Bunty.

Strolls around Mayfair. Long lunches atop the OXO Tower with magnificent open-air views over the River Thames. Dressing rather like a 60s French schoolgirl in my favourite Carven pinafore and blush silk blouses. Miu Miu’s fabulous spectator heels to perk up Monday mornings in the office. Reaching 25,000 of you on Instagram (thank you!). Mid-week movie flashbacks to my schooldays (Clueless is still the best). Weekend trips to Columbia Road Flower Market. Iced tea and cake at Lily Vanilli. Buying giant bunches of pink peonies and hydrangeas from the charmingly cockney flower stalls.

Weekend pitstops at the farmer’s markets. Lazy afternoon picnics on the banks of the River Cam as the punts float by. Making daisy chains. Sunny weekends at grand countryside estates. Jazz bands in the garden. Games of croquet. The air filled with the smell of roses, English lavender and Annick Goutal Petite Cherie. Fond memories of my time in Washington D.C. in honour of the anniversary of Martin Luther King’s I Have a Dream speech on the mall. Roadtrips to Brighton. Exploring Brixton Village Markets. Taking a food tour of the Markets with my friend Charlotte of Betty Magazine and finding the best burgers in London at Honest Burger. Metallic Jimmy Choos fit for a modern-day Marie Antoinette. Making the most of the last days of summer.

I hope you all had a wonderful August! Don’t forget that you can follow me on Instagram for more of my daily adventures.

Love, Miss B xx

 

January in Pictures

Ringing in the new year with cocktails, sparkles and friends. Saying goodbye to the festive season. New beginnings and plans for a sparkly, rose-tinted year. After after-work hometime a little more glamorous with big band tunes and cocktail jewels. Pink lace and fairyfloss sunsets to brighten the dull days of January. Weekend hibernating in style with Markus Lupfer silk pyjamas, a pile of magazines and Laduree violet tea. The warm glow of Cambridge’s market square at twilight. Editing my wardrobe and re-stocking my underwear drawers with beautifully coquetteish lingerie at Fifi Chachnil, Stella McCartney and Agent Provocateur. Pink roses and dreams of Paris. A house filled with the smell of baking on weekends.

The sugary pastel houses of Notting Hill. Treasure-hunting for teacups, vintage prints and jewels on Portobello Road. Golden light over the Thames on my way to work. Never tiring of the sound of Big Ben chiming overhead when I’m in my London office. Weekend bike rides and pottering in vintage bookstores. Darling pink dresses and leopard print heels. Pink Prada pumps on grey days. Rose macarons and Laduree tea dates.

Leaving behind a snowy England and jetting off to Marrakech for a long weekend of sunshine, mint tea, exploring of souks, Arabian adventures and the colours, sounds and smells of the exotic. Yves Saint Laurent’s ‘love’ gallery in the beautiful Jardin Majorelle. Falling snowflakes and frosted trees outside my window as I work. Treating myself to massages at Neal’s Yard Remedies and weekly bunches of pink roses (small pleasures to cure a stressful month in my day job). Making January wishlists. Pavlova, episodes of Kath and Kim (to make me giggle out loud) and souvenirs from my homeland in celebration of Australia Day.

I hope you’ve all had a wonderful January?

Love, Miss B xx

P.S. Those of you who follow me on Instagram (and regular readers of my ‘month in pictures’) may notice I’ve changed my signature filter. New Year = time for a fresh look! I hope you like it, and as always, I welcome any suggestions you have for things you want to see more (or less) of on the blog or elsewhere this year.