Have you ever been in a town on fashion week without any tickets? More precisely Milan, whose charms are evident but finite? Yeah, it’s definitely my fault but last minute niggles over tour plans meant I applied for tickets about half an hour before Milan Fashion Week started, then some work stuff got cancelled so [...]
I owned a Heidelberg sweatshirt in college, it was a brilliant child-sized thing that I wore with tech fabric combats because it was the 90s. That was pretty much my sum of knowledge of Heidelberg, the real first ‘foreign’ stop on the trip. When we a arrived at the venue, a big glass-fronted building [...]
Paris, just over the channel, I speak the language and one of my best friends lives there. So it’s kind of foreign but not, it still marked the first stop on the European leg of the journey. After dumping my stuff in our hotel, we walked a little while to Mum In Her Little Kitchen, [...]
As soon as I stepped off the tour bus in Birmingham is started to rain. Really rain. Big fat drops that ran grossly into my topknot, onto my scalp and trickled down my face. I spent a good few minutes in M&S just tissuing off the wet from my head and face before buying an [...]
Its probably not very rock and roll, but the first thing we did when we got to Leeds was walk through the park to Leeds campus and go for a swim. When you’re festering on a tour bus there’s nothing nicer than going for a few lengths in a pool. The wholesome feeling of [...]
The tour kicked off in Dublin, a town that I’ve visited over many summers, as all my Irish family are still there.
At the Holyhead ferry port I opened my bunk window to rain and high winds, the bus swayed, a sign of things to come. I optimistically had a cooked breakfast on the ferry, [...]
January is so the month that everyone just plods through, with gritted teeth and glumly clutching resolutions. Unless you’re one of those charmed people who go to the Caribbean to catch some winter sun, in which case you’re not allowed to read this blog. I’m remembering wearing JUST a t-shirt and jeans, do you know [...]
It seems that wherever I go I can’t resist a bike perve, I did it in Toulouse (warning – link contains tantalisingly cruel images of summer) when I was confined to the city’s equivalent of the Tfl bike scheme.
This time round in Copenhagen I was freewheeling on a rental bike from the ultra-cheap and cute [...]
I’m still on a high from a blissful weekend spent in Copenhagen visiting the amazing Fiona aka #goonsquad, with Sarah and Helen. I have been known to rant on about how much I hate minibreaks, the totally tourist aspect makes me cringe HARD, so it was a delight to be taken around the city by [...]
This week has the dubious honour of Busiest Week Since Records Began, starting off with a nice post-Dunwich Dynamo buzz, a trip to Dublin and ending on two hours’ sleep for a shoot that began at the crack of dawn. Phew.Check out this gorgeous tweefest, loving trying the La Sardina Lomo camera. It’s a preview [...]