Besides being one of my favourite movies, the Breakfast Club is an achingly cool restaurant in East London that shot me straight back to America with their stateside inspired plate fulls of pancakes....Read More →
Besides being one of my favourite movies, the Breakfast Club is an achingly cool restaurant in East London that shot me straight back to America with their stateside inspired plate fulls of pancakes. After gobbling down a ginormo sized portion we leaned back in plush leather sofas and sipped on americanos until finally being able to re-fasten the top button on our jeans. How has it taken me five years living in the UK to discover this place? Stuffed full of hipsters, there is an overflow of inspiration to soak up from retro tunes, Fragglerock wall paper, and literally the worlds smallest disco. It’s a gem of a place and, while their food provides reason enough to go, the staff’s laid back attitude about us hanging out for hours while applying makeup (girrrls) and playing with camera settings was much appreciated.
Photos: applying new Covergirl outlast lipstain which is my absolute new favourite – it goes on like a magic marker and stays on ages (life saver for those useless with applying lipstick); Frances‘ bracelets, and Kit enjoying her tea.
Not a knife fiend or an avid explorer, I found myself being slightly surprised by the invite to saunter down to Victorinox to gander at sharp edged objects. Do they think I’m on an actual crusade and need weaponry?! I jest, I knew the brand did more than just knives but I wasn’t aware of just how much more. Their versatility was showcased by the 63,000 pound diamond encrusted swiss army knife (yes you heard me right, sixty three thousand pounds) sitting soundly in the entry way to their store. Not only that, they had crazy covetable gear that was multi-functional to the nth degree – read attached flashlights and convertible duffle bag/suit carrying contraptions that I swear could have doubled as a tent. It was enough to bring any adventure loving boy to his knees and possibly would have even made mine a bit shaky had we seen any womenswear. Nevermind that, my new swiss army knife emblazoned with my blog’s name will be more than enough to make all the men in my life jealous for a good while…
Army jackets never go out of style. Spotted at a variety of places, from M*A*S*H to Charlotte Ronson’s Spring 2011 collection, they are iconic. When I saw this one at a vintage market in the US this summer (for less than the price of a coffee) I had to grab up a whole arm full of the little beauties. Sure, reworked lady-like versions are always nice – but nothing beats an original. The one I’m giving away is an authentic vintage U.S. army men’s jacket. It’s a size small and is pretty roughed up in places, though that only adds to its charm. This giveaway is open to everyone: boys and girls, UK residents or Malaysian ones… all I ask is that you follow this blog and leave a comment on this post (with a way to get in touch with you). I’ll pick a winner next Monday morning (11 October). One comment per individual please but if you tweet a link to this post I’ll throw in an extra entry for you. Good luck!