As you might have been able to guess if you follow along on Instagram, I’ve spent the last couple of days in Italy. Or in Venice to be more precise. I’ve never been to this place before but I’ve always wanted to go so to say that I was excited for this trip is a clear understatement. I managed to fill my days with several glasses of prosecco, plates full of pasta and one too many gelatos. I also brought my camera with me, which means that I’ll be able to share a couple of more photos as soon as I’ve had the time to go through and edit them all. I might have to warn you though, there will very likely be one too many photos of colourful Venetian alleyways…
This past week has been crazy amazing and more exhausting than most others – in the most positive way possible of course. During the last couple of days on the French Riviera I spent my time at Hotel Martinez, photographing for Elie Saab and their online publication The Light of Now and I thought I’d share a couple of photos from this. I’ve been to Cannes many times before but never during the film festival, which proved to make this little city more crowded than I’ve ever seen it before (and I’ve been in August after all). The entrance of our hotel was surrounded by tourists and photographers at all times who were all trying to get a little glimpse of the glitterati leaving to walk down the red carpet, the roads were blocked and people hanging out along the beach just chatting. I passed Naomi Watts, almost walked into Julianne Moore, stood next to the beautiful Karlie Kloss and shared the ladies room together with Isabella Rossellini one evening – not too shabby if you ask me.
Most of my time shooting for Elie Saab was spent in a sea of beautiful couture gowns and other elaborate creations. My favourite moment might have been to get up and close with Naomi’s incredible red carpet frock, which made my jaw drop completely. It was so interesting seeing how a dress like this is put together and hearing the story behind it. I was also introduced to Elie Saab‘s new couture fragrances while there that I’ve never had the chance to see before. After a morning of smelling gardenia, orange flower, rose oils and other key ingredients from these perfumes I was most likely floating around among pink, perfume scented clouds before I realised that I had to leave to catch my flight back to Paris. My time in Cannes was way too short but I guess that just means that I have to come back very soon again? Although it might be hard to top this experience…
As you might have seen if you follow along on Instagram, I’m currently in Cannes and have been for the last couple of days. Why? I flew down to photograph the Dior Cruise collection show that took place at the incredible Le Palais Bulles along the French Riviera this Monday. I could pretty much go on and on about this surreal and incredible experience but I won’t bore you too much. To sum things up: it was unbelievable and I’m so happy I got to experience it. For three days the guests played pétanque, had lunch in the midst of the French hills, attended the runway show which was followed by the most extravagant fireworks I’ve ever seen and enjoyed brunch (along with Dior ice cream!) the day after. I’m still pinching myself to make sure I’m not dreaming it all… For more updates you can follow along on Instagram.
So, as promised I’d like to share a couple of London favourites with you all. I guess I only got to experience a teeny tiny bit of this huge city this time (and I certainly have to come back for more) but what I did manage to try was pretty darn good. I mostly kept to the west part of London during this trip since my beautiful hotel, St Ermin’s Hotel, which I loved staying at, was located in this part of town. I tried to do as much walking as I possible could but eventually had to give up and get myself in to a cab… Anyhow, here’s a few London suggestions for anyone planning a trip soon:
St. Ermin’s Hotel (hotel), Threadneedle Hotel (hotel), Honest Burgers (food), Meat & Liquor (food), Burger & Lobster (food) *, Ottolenghi (food & dessert), Granger & Co. (breakfast), Harrods’ Food Hall, White Mulberries (coffee), Tap Coffee (coffee), Kensington Square Kitchen (coffee & cake), Ben’s Cookies (cookies), Hummingbird Bakery (cupcakes), Liberty London (shopping), Victoria & Albert Museum, Portobello Road Market, Borough Market, Kensington Park and St James’s Park. Many people also recommended Sketch, Chiltern Firehouse, The Shard and Duck & Waffle, which I will have to try out the next time I’m in town!
* As you can tell I tend to eat quite healthy when I’m away…
I’ve been saying that I want to go back to London (if you can count the two previous times I’ve visited that is – once when I was 11 years old and the other during a hectic fashion week, when I didn’t see much more of the city than the inside of Harrods) forever now and I think someone has to have read my thoughts because suddenly I was on a plane leaving Paris early morning last Saturday for a little London adventure. The trip came quite unexpected and therefore I couldn’t plan this little getaway as I usually tend to do but in the end that didn’t matter since I got so many lovely tips from friends and sweet Instagram followers to make my trip everything I had wished for and more. I guess you could say that I ate my way around the city and tried making up for it by walking around the city (although, don’t attempt walking from Oxford circus to High Street Kensington in high heels after a whole weekend of nothing but walking = Bad. Idea.) instead of catching cabs – which I’m sure didn’t work out too well in the end anyway.
I truly never thought people knew what they were talking about when they said “London is huge, it’s much bigger than Paris” and always politely nodded my head while thinking “They have no idea what they’re talking about but I’ll just let them think that” to myself. Turns out, I’m the idiot. London is absolutely enormous and way bigger than Paris. Coming from a city where I can walk almost anywhere I want, London was a bit of a wakeup call for me while walking along a highway for 25 minutes without getting anywhere (eventually I gave up and stopped a cab before my feet would have started to bleed). Luckily I stayed very central during my time with Autograph Hotels St Ermin’s Hotel and had quite good neighbours around me like Big Ben and the Westminster Abbey. I mean if that’s not good landmarks to have outside your door than what is? I couldn’t have asked for a friendlier staff, better location or a nicer welcome to London than I got from St Ermin’s and I would definitely be more than happy to return one day in the future. During the last night in the city I also had the opportunity to stay at the beautiful Threadneedle Hotel, located in the Bank area, which gave me the opportunity to see a different part of the city than I had during my time in west London. I’ll be sure to share all of my tips and suggestions for this lovely city, that I can’t wait to return to very soon again (anyone up there who hears this wish as well?), in another little post so stay tuned for more London goodies.
* The title of this post obviously refers to this awesome episode.
Last Friday I found out that I was traveling to London the next day. A super last minute trip but I couldn’t have been more excited since I’ve been wanting to go back to London for ages now as I never really felt as thought I’ve properly seen the city before. I only stayed a couple of days but I made sure to make those days count. Once back in Paris I was so utterly exhausted I didn’t leave my apartment for a whole day (except for having to go to Apple and take care of my computer that crashed on the way back). I strolled every single street I came across, fell in love with most cab drivers as well as the cute little London doors. I got to see dear friends that I haven’t seen since last fashion week and drool over Mulberry’s pretty presentation. It was a super weekend, to say the least.
The last couple of photos I’d like to share with you before I leave this Australian holiday behind are from Tamarama Beach, one of my favourite places in Sydney, and luckily our home for the first week that we spent in the city. My favourite time to come down to the beach was during the late afternoon and stay until the sun started to set and the sky turned pink, purple and orange. My sister and I spent this particular afternoon watching the surfers waiting for the next big wave to come in, people playing around in the water, dogs being taken for a little evening walk and lovers snuggling up together while looking out over the horizon (before our craving for pizza became too strong and we decided to hit up the little pizzeria near our apartment). These last couple of hours, before it gets dark, were calm, serene and absolutely magical. How I wish I could experience this more often… Australia, you’ve been brilliant and absolutely unforgettable.
I’ve been wanting to see and experience Australia for quite sometime now and I’m so incredibly happy that I’ve finally got to tick this little dream off of my list. For some reason quite a few of my closest friends happen to be from this part of the world (probably because most people I encountered were absolutely lovely) and getting to experience Australia myself has made me understand where they come from and my friends even better than before (cheesy but true). They have such a great way of life. You enjoy, you’re healthy (unless you insist on buying a package of Digestive chocolate biscuits every time you go to the supermarket), you’re constantly outside and you’re just happy. That’s pretty much how I would sum up Australian life. Throw in a couple of barbecues and surfboards and you’ll get the whole picture. I’ve never seen so many tank tops in my entire life. On guys that is. Jean shorts, banana bread, Zimmermann bikinis, avocado on toast and cronuts have taken over the entire place (not that I mind the slightest) and I’ve never had so much great coffee in one city. Since Sydney and the Central Coast is such a tiny, tiny part of this humongous country I think another trip is in order in the future… Although I couldn’t visit without coming back to Sydney I think.
A few of my favourite places in Sydney (that you can see in the photos above) if anyone is planning on a visit would be: Porch Bread & Wine Parlour (restaurant), Bread & Circus (restaurant), The Grounds of Alexandria (restaurant, sweets & flowers), The Boathouse (restaurant), Three Blue Ducks (restaurant), Burger Project (restaurant), Brewtown Newtown (restaurant, cronuts & coffee), The Shangri-La (drinks), Opera Bar (drinks), A Loft Story (coffee shop), Don Campos (coffee shop), Sensory Lab (coffee shop), Adriano Zumbo (sweets).
Photos of me: Grace.
Sara and Grace probably could have driven off without me after having breakfast at The Grounds of Alexandria and I wouldn’t have minded whatsoever. This place, also known as heaven, simply blew my mind with blueberry muffins (with white chocolate if I might add…), the prettiest flower shop I think I’ve seen, fried chicken, the most delicious banana bread ever and the cutest little set up I could have imagined. I wouldn’t mind spending a whole day at this place, starting with breakfast and continuing onto lunch and dinner after that (including a few snacks in between meals too of course). It’s probably a good thing that there’s nothing similar here in Paris since I’d probably spend all my waken hours (and every little €) there in that case. Even their flower shop puts my Parisian florist (who I thought was pretty amazing) to shame! I’ll never again be able to enjoy a “normal” breakfast or brunch without dreaming about this place… Sydney, you’re too good.
After getting Bread & Circus recommended to me for about the 6th time I thought it was about time to visit. This laid-back, yet super cute little place is definitely a place I’d continue coming back to over and over again if I was located in Sydney. Their gluten free pancakes with caramelised banana and strawberries were just heavenly (which was surprising since I’m not a gluten/lactose/fat free kind of girl) and so was the hot porridge. It was impossible leaving this little picturesque canteen without taking a million photos, I mean they had pastel pink coffee cups after all.