Licensed to sell scrumptious things

I really can't believe how happy it made me to visit 'The Walk' in Nottingham...this place is beautiful. Honestly its un-real, words can not describe the beautiful british qualities that just flow through its veins; it is so elegant just bursting with absolute quality of service, food and experience. It made me realise the beauty of discovering a place like this and true in its community, it is a place which every ounce of detail has clearly been considered and is incredibly on the note. I have been stalking their website/ blog ever since: http://thewalkcafe.wordpress.com







If you have the chance to visit which I really can not recommend enough find it on Bridlesmith Walk (the little silver tube opposite Links of London) and its worth it...I am now on a mission to match their collection of tea pots and tea cups...
Open Mon-Sat 8am till 8pm...Sun 10am till 6pm...make reservations at lunch it was rather busy! 0115 9477574...enjoy!

The Berkley Knightsbridge

I want to go now, please take me.....with my 3rd year project leading me to re-brand the image of the British tea room, bringing together my addictive tea drinking and my love for cake I have been scouring for beautiful tea rooms. At The Berkley in Knightsbridge there is currently Pret-a-Portea afternoon tea available between 1 and 6pm daily. Inspired by the Autumn/Winter 2009 fashion collections, this season's afternoon tea at The Berkeley in London includes designs by Christian Dior, Burberry, Christian Lacroix , Louis Vuitton, and Mulberry.



It just looks like the most wonderful dining experience in true British Style and obviously you slurp your tea out of Paul Smith gold plated china.....duh!

The Berkeley, Wilton Place, Knightsbridge, London
T: +44 (0)20 7235 6000

Love, Marriage and....Cake

Don't worry Im not getting married but when I do this visual slice of heaven will most definitely be my choice of having my cake and eating it!

Jason McGlade

I am so in love with these images...currently gracing the covers of Freestyle magazine which is most definitely worth the pricey £15 price tag....it is such a dream and my Mum being the obsessive production print product person she is adamant we will re-produce this one day...it is BEAUTIFUL though...I want to work there and Jason is genius he is quoted numerously in my new project. Its love I will obviously be getting a subscription for Xmas. (I know its awful how I keep mentioning Xmas but I cant help it I am obsessed with the season)

Caravans are cool....have yourself a staycation

I love the deliberate yet innocent nature of the photos and they are perfect for my current obsession of proving a return to nostalgic life...I love them also the sheer blinding light provided by the sun...if only butlins was really like this!

Courtesy of: Antonella Arisivendi for ilovewildfox.com

I Heart Cupcakes

I miss walking past these babies everday on my way to work....I would always purchase for my little sister..well she needs fattening up! Also just made relevant by my latest obsession with cupcakes and my endless attempts to replicate these, I am attending a course in Decemeber....hopefully cupcakes in time for Xmas!

My Grannies living room somehow is in Diesel

Diesel Carnaby Street has the most un-real display smashed on its ceiling, the clothing products are seemingly boring and you know diesel like but this was beautiful. With my 3rd year project making me obsessive over all things old I just think this is collage genius! I love how ts growing out onto the street...it has English charm and elegance....Diesel is always one to gorp at on Carnanby Street their VM team has definetly got it.

Neglect

Here is my current image crush....hope it makes up for lostblogs i have neglected you lately

Goooorping Hermes stylie....

On Wednesday NGU (a grand friend of mine) and I stood gorping through Liberty's windows for ages...he like the 5 year old inside him thought it was hilarious that this woman was spending aaaaages rollering the floor with pink paint and how old people kept stopping and staring at her like she was part of the display....well it was quite funny...so I took a picture of her make her feel special..



I then went onto discombobulate the actual reason of this trashy caravan plastic 70's neon disposable everyday household items reminding me of items that have clearly escaped from my little sisters wendy house.. which were ladden on mannequins like the weight of trash on fashion was mangled with BEAUTIFUL Hermes scarvess...ahhh....I cant be sure but it looked beautiful and made a true statement of the scarves in such an unusual setting one in particular caught our eyes...yellow with 50's beauty pageant hairsprayed within an inch of their life with pearl like beading...i will make it my duty to discover the origin and meaning of this print..it was so very unusual yet trashily fitting within its environment within that little intruiging bubble of libertys window.








Note this poor women tugging this mass of Hermes on her back like the Hermes horse has for hundreds of years...I could seriously spend hours denoting the meaning of this art like installation...



More to the point this was for an exhibition going on from 7th September -18th October within Libertys about the beauty of the Hermes scarf and was infact called "Hermes pour Liberty of London" and I will most definetly making a call into there on Monday...a post will follow...

I. O. U

I want to apologise for the virginial blogspot style to my postings....I am new and learning and I guess we are all in this position at one point or another....I will make it my duty to improve...sincerest apologies! Also the boringnessssss of the visual appearance my dear friend at NGU is currently creating me a header...yumm!

Games ON

Recently I was delighted to find that Abraham Games had landed in a town near me....Bedford...Yes Bedford? I hear you ask why? Im sorry I dont have the answer. Anywho more to the point the exhibition was a collection of his most famous posters produced through his reign as who I see as one of the greatest graphic designers/ illustrators. After conversatons with museumereer (they must have real job titles sorry!) I found that this was all organised by his daughter and this humbled me further to beauty and personalised intamicy of the exhibition. Firstly the poster below caught my attention as I am currently pondring over the handmade/ homemade revival and thought that this should most definelty be re-produced!
It reads "Our jungle fighters want socks"....anything that encourages knitting I am all for! My fascination with Games is not only due to his numb humour in which he manages to challenge his talent it is also his persistance against photography...something which so many graphic designers repeatedly hide behind....



This was particularly one of my favourite posters in the museum due this little secret sketch sheet which accompanied the final piece....you can clearly see Games thought process and colour palette considerations...these where eventually posters produced for London transport and London tourist board....G-E-N-I-U-S





Also I fell in love with Games when it was noted that he hid names of his precious family in the majority of his work....a true gentlemen not afraid to show his passion to both his art and his family.

Ruffle me.....um blind?

Aplogogies for the poor quality of photgraph but I was supposed to be working at GFW not being so self indlugent...anywho...this young ladies collection from Northampton University was incredibly, utterly and totally undescribeable.
With this so called credit crunch her expenses on fabric must have been utterly outrageous! Not only was this such shocking and vulgar indulgence the poor model nearly came tumbling of the catwalk due to her ruffleeeey blinded view!



And this young lady below managed just enough ruffle in her bubble with such beautiful nuded and muted tones...now reminding me slightly of my ragged rug I mentioned in the Liberty post...not only did I love the whole Kingston show I also got a great spot and particullarly favoured the way that their models where choregraphed to saunter down the catwalk like a fashionably intimidating flock of feline femmes...it was so much more of a impact for the collection

Cinderella? I found your prints charming!

The so very scrumdidilyumptious British Liberty print seems so incredibly timely with what this Spring/ Summer has delivered and so very beautifully Libertys created their "Prints Charming" exhhibition. In particular my favourite charm is the back of Liberty's the view from Carnaby St. whereby the building has been attacked by ditsy wall paper...it looks so very cute..there is no other word....i fell in love and gasped with excitement!!!!






Lady above reminds me of these rugs that me and my best friend are attempting to master...its called ragging, involving old fabric in strips, a hessian sack and a hook that could gauge your eye out, needless to say its going well!!! not....will post pictures when it looks almost presentable enough to face the world
This little lady also tickled my fancy (above)....shes is so very typical of the 'Liberty Look'

60 minute make over

I apologise in advance but I really took pity on these mannequins at Hussein Chalayans latest exibition at the Design Museum (photo's not allowed...nooooo) my home sweet home has recently turned into a paintstakinglylong edition of 60 minute make over....yes the whole house.....yes my mother is a mentalist, and this just really tickled me. Im sure whoever spent hours druling over the concept for the exhibition thought this was so very 'artistic' 'serious' 'moody' but sorry...really?

Whats the time Mr Wolf?

For all celebratory present giving I am drawn like a magnet to watch shop windows.....no not the reflective surface infact the faces of watches which I feel my duty to buy. I myself do not wear a watch however my B-O-Y-F (hate that word) now has a number and I enjoy photographing them in various situations...the top image was taken on his birthday in his favourite restaurant I thought it quite apt to photograph the watch at its owners favourite location.




Not only do the pictures reveal different situations...I am drawn to know what the time is on the watch and as these photo's occured as a result of my obsession to push my nose against jewelers windows, I think this may be a new snap happy love story.

Sleep tight

"Tu la lu la lu la, tu la lu la la, tu la lu la lu la, tu la lu la la"

A lullaby my Daddy would sing to me when I could never get to sleep, his Mum sang it to him and one day I hope I will sing it to my kiddywinks. Sharing this little jem with you...allows me to start as I mean to go on with this stream of gobbeldy gook, little nougats of the upmost personalised lala's...