As a blogger, I get especially excited for this time of year. It’s my personal favourite of all the shopping seasons, I adore helping people find great gifts and gift experiences, and I trawl through everyone else’s shopping guides like the PA of Mr. Claus himself.
Thankfully, clicking through Yahoo’s 15 Snuggly New Accessories For A Cold Winter (without which I would never have discovered my penchant for furry designer shoes – oh, Valentino) reminded me of a blog promise I made to one of my favourite people…
…a showcase of my favourite snuggly accessory; The Complete Collar Shopping Guide*.
Shop the image:
Silver tone draped chain collar necklace
Cream faux fur collar
Jewelled Collar necklace in green
White Cotton Hands Collar
White Embroidered Fauna Collar
Vince Camuto Spring-Hinge Collar Necklace
Flower Pattern Cut Out Peter Pan Collar Necklace
*Of which we know I hold a flame for.
From the very day my male best friend and I met, we bonded over an appreciation of ‘dirty’ food. In fact, for a woman who sings the praises of kale and spirulina to anyone who will listen, I have a penchant for massive dirty feasts whenever we catch up.
The second I found out about Dirty Tommi’s, he was guaranteed an invite.
Dirty Tommi’s, you see, is a limited time Sunday pop-up collaboration between Tommi’s Burger Joint and Dirty Bones. Being held at the latter, the pop-up combines some of Ross Clarke (Dirty Bones) and Siggi Gunnlaugsson’s (Tommi’s) most celebrated dishes alongside some special creations.
The evening went a little something like this:
– Oozing over my dining partner’s Dirty Bounty hard shake (Bacardi gold rum, Wood’s overproof rum, coconut cream, chocolate ice cream, milk, chocolate sauce) while sipping a rather dangerous cocktail of my own.
– Glazing my face in the homemade barbecue sauce of the sticky pork ribs and trading one for a lemon, chilli and spring onion-covered chicken wing.
– Diving headfirst into the incredible creation that is the Tommi’s Burger Dog; Tommi’s burger served doggy style with confit onion, Dirty Bones short rib, crispy shallots, dirty cheese sauce, and dill pickles
– Wishing I had the appetite to go for my companion’s Dirty Mac Burger; Tommi’s beef patty, Dirty Bones steak glaze, and charred lettuce, all topped with Dirty Bones mac and cheese
– Managing to get halfway through an order of Sloppi Dirty Fries before realising there would be no way I’d have room for the milk and cookies I had targeted on my earlier menu perusal…
-…but knowing that triple cooked fries covered in Tommi’s sloppi joe mince, Kimchi sauce, spring onions, and gravy (optional) was so worth it.
Dirty Tommi’s is open – for now – every Sunday (that’s tomorrow!) for lunch between 12-4pm and for dinner between 6pm-11pm. I urge you to go so I can keep Burger Dogs in my mealtime inventory.
I’ve gone blonde. Some would say from brunette to blonde, but realistically I’ve gone from ginger to blonde. With a bit of ginger left in. A blonde balayage, to be specific.
Though I hadn’t been blonde for a good number of years, scrolling the socially-shared images of Gro London instinctively dared me to make a colour change (you have to look at their rainbow hair work). On top of that their six salons are all situated in the suburbs of London – the Hamsptead location being a convenient walk around the corner from my best friend’s house in Finchley Road.
From the second I made my appointment with Serafina, I experienced a level of customer service that echoed through my entire visit. Before going in, we exchanged a few inspirational images (thank you, Pinterest) and discussed the current state of my hair so we both knew exactly what to expect when appointment day arrived.
And because looking at hair is so much more interesting than talking about it, I filmed the entire experience to share with you in the vlog below. As you’ll see from the video, the experience went perfectly from start to finish; from proper discussions and colour examples to complimentary lattes and the most welcoming environment you could expect, I wouldn’t change a thing. It also doesn’t hurt that the blonde balayage is bangin’.
From this point, I’ll probably go a little bit blonder once my hair recovers from the lightening process (though, to be fair, a mix of Oribe and coconut oil has left me with no breakage or problems since the first home wash).
Stay tuned for more Gro London adventures at The 02 Centre…
Now that I’m a good two months into my crazy eye-bleeds-laser-surgery fiasco, I have become obsessed with everything sensual and tactile. Especially in regards to beauty treatments.
Having taken something of a visual vacation, I have become rather critical of my other senses and have found myself pursuing a range of physical experiences. The best of which has been the Dead Sea Salt Glow treatment at Gina Conway.
For a demure-looking Chelsea salon, their underground spa is an absolute haven. As soon as I descended the staircase and entered the dark, plush treatment room, every stress (and trace of city-smoked chaos) melted away.
Obviously, the Dead Sea Salt Glow didn’t hurt the cause, either.
After undressing, laying down, and inhaling a variety of flower and plant essences, I chose my preferred fragrance (to be mixed with Pure Dead Sea Salts) and allowed myself to be lulled into REM while the customised concoction was smoothed over my body.
While this is particularly good for exfoliation, hydration and circulation (see ya, cellulite!), the following shower and customised cream massage was the icing on the cake of my mini staycation from the real world.