On Sunday, Rob took me to London for my birthday. With coffee in hand, we whittled away the hours around Spitalfields Market and Brick Lane, unearthing the weird and wonderful (vegetable pens!) this place has to offer. Time flew, we were having so much fun. We foraged for hidden treasures in the abundance of vintage shops and paused to marvel at the cultural dishes being cooked up; flooding the streets with a spiced aroma. We went for celebratory crepes to refuel; I opted for apple and cinnamon with butterscotch sauce, Rob went for the manly option of Nutella, plain and simple. Now feeling invigorated with sugar in my system, I revisited some of my favourite stalls and picked out some gorgeous pieces of jewellery, namely rings, a lovely vintage scarf and a bold fuchsia pink pleated skirt.
In the afternoon we moseyed over to the West End and spent some time on Oxford Street. I popped into Topshop, a place that usually fills me with such elation and expectancy, but I just wasn’t getting the buzz. I think having spent the morning surrounded by such uniqueness and creativity, I just wasn’t feeling inspired by the racks of sameness. We left and headed back to Spitalfields for drinks and dinner. There was still much commotion even at 6 o’clock and we took our pew above the market and enjoyed our drinks overlooking the hustle and bustle down below. Mine was the white wine spritzer in case you were wondering!
Dinner time and we decided to dine at Giraffe for some yummy cocktails and tasty food. The night was topped off sweetly with a birthday brownie, afloat in a pool of chocolate sauce and crowned by a dollop of vanilla ice cream. I wish I had got a photo but it was consumed rather too swiftly!
It really was a perfect birthday and one I shall remember for a long time.
skirt – H&M
boots – River Island
(p)leather jacket – H&M
tie-dye snood – River Island
belt – River Island
bag – Louis Vuitton speedy 35