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Since we moved back from Asia, I’m not sure that we’ve really had a holiday. You know the kind of one where you stay in one hotel the entire time, read a million books, drink too much wine and snooze off the inevitable hangover in the sun, with the occasional dip in the pool. Normally we’re always driving from one place to the next, with never more than three nights in one spot. But after seeing Casa Cook all over Pinterest and some off my favourite blogs, I was desperate to visit, and stay for as long as possible.
Situated on the east coast of the Island of Rhodes, and tucked away at the base of a rocky hillside sits Casa Cook. The result of a collaboration between interior designer Annabell Kutucu, architect Vana Pernariv and design agency Lambs & Lions. The sharp juxtaposition of the modern, minimal and bohemian setting against the ragged backdrop of mountains and wild goats makes you feel like you’re a million miles from anywhere. The decor is on point, and it makes you want to go home, chuck out everything you own, concrete your entire house and only wear linen for the rest of you life. Or, you could just move there.Read More
A little while back Erika called me to insist that I come to see a new store on Hackney Road. Now, I’m not really one to turn down a chance to visit somewhere new, but when you throw plants, vintage furniture and coffee into the mix, I’ve already got one foot out of the door.Read More
Sometimes it’s easy to forget that I live in London, especially when the city feels like it’s actually lots of tiny little villages spread throughout the capital. With travel times, crowded public transport and everything you could ever need within a 20 minute radius, it’s all too easy to stay in your own little bubble. But that’s just a little boring, and quite embarrassing. I live in one of the best cities in the world, and after a return trip to Camden last week, I realised that I am seriously missing out on so much that this city has to offer.Read More
Devon might just be one of the lovliest places in England (I may be a little biased though, having grown up there). Everything about it is so different from the life we have in London. It’s slower, quieter, the air smells cleaner and the water is softer. The tea tastes better, and a warm bath is just so much more enjoyable, especially after a long day walking on the moors with the rain beating down.Read More
Books have always been my weakness. Granted, there are much worse vices to have, but at around £15 a hardback; I’ve built up a pretty hefty and expensive addiction. I’m sure that I started to read before I even considered the possibility of taking my first steps. I suppose growing up as an only child in the late 80s / early 90s, books were a much more interesting and exciting option than sitting and watching terrible cartoons on my own (queue the violins)
As I’ve gotten older, reading has become more of a way for me to look beyond my own perspective, and ultimately build upon my own knowledge and skills. The chance to disappear into worlds with dragons and wizards, and love stories that make your heart beat a little faster is sadly too rare these days. I suppose now, I escape into pages filled with stories, and tastes, and smells that I can only imagine, from lands that I am desperate to visit.Read More