When London life sweeps you away. When time in Stockholm does the same. When your city-love can’t get any bigger and you can’t stop admiring the walls and yet, somehow, El Condor Pasa makes all of it even better than it already is.
Yearly Archives: 2014
well, i never kept a dollar past sunset.
One of those mornings when you feel as though you’ve got the streets of Hackney all to yourself, but for a couple of shadows. When the sun is shining and you’re lucky enough to get the best seat in the coffee-house. When all there is to do is read the papers and buy flowers and hatch plans for the night-time.
made. The laws that lay down who should be loved, and how.
i bless the rains down in africa.
Growing to realise that you can only comprehend the potential vastness of consequence by the actual vastness of consequence. That damage limitation is determining your every move. That characteristic thinking can cause uncharacteristic things to happen. That one strand of pain can’t hurt you anymore, but another has nostalgically taken its place. And that you are watching it all unfold from above. That’s when all that’s left to do is laugh and drink and read and admire the view.
working for the city (she has to discipline her body)
What is it about train journeys through cities? Or train journeys to a city? There’s something so poignant in it. Part pride and part discovery and part choking-nostalgia. I’ve never forgotten the muddled way I felt as that S-Bahn train picked it’s grey way to Berlin. Or the familiar rise every time I saw the Hat Museum in Stockport and knew that Manchester could only be minutes away. And those sudden brick walls that enclose the train and seem to touch the sky and mean you’re in Liverpool now. Sometimes I don’t think you can be fully indebted to a city until you have looked upon it through the windows of a train.
And so, to London. The ways you can train to it and through it are so many and so varied that I could never tire of it. Here’s how I saw it (once).
erdem cat-eye acetate sunglasses | acne cotton-blend bomber | acne mohair-blend beanie
joseph cashmere tee | lpd new york cotton-fleece sweatshirt | jil sander cashmere sweater
equipment washed-silk shirt | t by alexander wang satin bomber | balmain coated tweed mini-dress
burberry brit suede mini-skirt | t by alexander wang piqué t-shirt dress | saint laurent leather shorts
