I know I have a problem but I cannot be alone here? I am a stripes-addict. Vertical or horizontal, traditional navy or streaked with colour, stripes are undoubtedly my favourite pattern to wear.
Friday, 26 June 2015
I tried to think of all sorts of clever titles for this post, but they just started getting a bit steamy. By modern standards I was probably late experiencing my first ever salon beauty treatment. I was at University, working as a sales assistant at the weekends and about to go on a date with the man that would become my husband. It was a basic Clarins facial in Selfridges, London. In just two short years I was working at Selfridges, responsible for recruiting the beauty hall staff and that’s when my spa and treatment fixation really took hold. In fact I was hooked.
The idea of medicinal bathing has been around since Roman times, it is thought that the term 'spa' is an acronym of the Latin phrase 'sanitas per aquas' or health through water. Whatever the original meaning, today the word spa suggests a way to indulge yourself while improving your health. I can remember my first ever thermal spa experience at the now defunct Sanctuary in Covent Garden. At the time I thought it was quite good (although a bit grotty in the corners, if you know what I mean). But that was before I experienced the lovely C-Side at Cowley Manor. Then I realized what spas were meant to be like. C-side is a completely laid-back wellness space with slate-lined pools and Cotswolds stone walls and herb-based products. It was a blissful two-night stay not long after Cowley Manor had opened. I still think back to it fondly.
Thursday, 25 June 2015
Over on instagram and facebook I am running a competition to give away two tickets to this years Salvo Fair on Saturday 27th and Sunday 28th June at Henley-on-Thames. It’s Europe’s largest salvage fair and definitely right up my street. I’ve had fun there in previous years and picked up some great treasure. See my previous post here
To win the tickets please head over to my instagram page here
Tuesday, 23 June 2015
Currently in my hallway is a line of packed suitcases and none of them are mine. I’m not the one going travelling and this makes me a little bit miffed. My dear husband is off on his travels again, I know I shouldn't be annoyed, in fact I will miss him lots. But it’s the fact that my DH is off to Tokyo for business and will visit Japan (again) that I’m narked at. Japan is right at the top of my bucket list of places to visit.
I couldn’t just fume in silence, especially as it’s thoroughly unjustified; I needed a trip of my own to look forward to. So I’ve booked one. Yes, I've booked a trip to Paris in September. It isn’t quite as “so there” childish sulk as its sounds (I promise). I do actually need to go to Paris for Paris Design Week. And I cannot wait; it’s going to be fantastic to visit Maison & Objet and the satellite shows. My very dear friend is actually off to Paris this weekend, so I thought I'd share a few pointers on where I thought was worth visiting.
A much younger me in Paris in 2002.