Ahh @lou.loxley - I love this photo of yours. I used to live about 5 mins away from this beautiful mews, for over ten years. I saw such enormous changes on and around Portobello Road in that time, and my life twisted and turned in ways I never could have predicted. New friends, new loves, big heartbreaks, an unhealthy obsession with Doritos (now replaced with ice cream). I’d stroll through the market on most days, walk the beautiful streets of my neighbourhood, hop on and off the 328 or 31 and always feel so incredibly lucky to have landed in such a special spot. I love this part of town and still feel like it’s mine, somehow. But then I moved to Finsbury Park (because boyfriend) and then to Walthamstow (because baby) and I’m in love with where I live now, too. My life is a tapestry of London villages... I wonder where we’ll toddle off to next...
72061 hour ago
Hello birds. I bet myself that this weekend I would spend more time with my friends who visited me from Switzerland and less time on internet. I think I did it (with a lot of effort) But now, I have to check your amazing photos and respond to your comments. Ooo yes here is the first coffee of the week. Naked and lo(n)vely. Happy Monday 🐥♥️🎩 .
Why can’t every day be as gorgeous as yesterday in Piazza dei Ciompi? Full of friends, also of the four-legged variety, catching up and simply watching the world slowly go by under the archways of the 16th Loggia del Pesce. #YourFlorence 💙
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When the toughest decision of your day is which pool to visit for sunset 🤪 @westinlangkawi
An idea I’m recently obsessed with lately is called the paradox of desire. Esther Perel explains that the desire for intimacy is experienced when there’s a little bit of space for attraction to take hold.
“It needs a bridge to cross and someone on the other side. It needs me to want to be curious about the other person,” she puts it.
This mostly refers to sexual intimacy, but I think it also applies to the relationship we have with life.
On a day to day basis, the routines of living obscure the sense of wonder that life really is. But the moments where we get to zoom out are the best reminders. They help us realize that all the other parts, the little things, the chores and the lazy Sundays, they’re also notes in the middle part of a symphony.