One of the perks of my job is that I get the opportunity to travel.
I recently went on my first buying trip to a place I've dreamed of since I can remember,
I fell in love with the bustle of trench coat wearing, soldier-like people along Oxford Street.
The way that every building is nothing short of an architectural masterpiece.
I fell in love with the tubes and all the people-watching opportunities they provide.
The way that the streets feel like catwalks, normal people strutting their unique creations.
Knowing that these were the streets where designers come for inspiration- quirky and eclectic.
The city oozes with inspiration, everyone and everything stirred in me a bewildering excitement.
Inspiration that made me want to draw, write, design, or just do something to express
the way the place, and the adventure made me feel.
Four shorts days was not nearly enough time to work, play and see all that wanted to.
But I most certainly tried my best.
A stroll through Hyde Park.
I swore to myself that one day, I will come back and spend days climbing on and off tubes,
getting lost on purpose. At whichever station looked like fun - ones like Cockfosters and Angel Station.
Cute little alley in Shorditch, with signs and arrows directing to a sweet little cafe.
Chinatown. A friend took me to this secret bar here one night.
No street signage just a knock on the mysterious old, dark door got you in to this dingy,
but very trendy 4 level cocktail and cigar lounge.
I felt like something out of a mob movie.
Cliche, but necessary.
My sweet little hotel, The Leonard Hotel- just off Oxford Street.
The late night bustle of scrambling Londoners.
These stores really know how to do displays - like none I've seen before!
Once I had navigated my way through the London Underground, from
Heathrow to Marble Arch station. I climbed my way out what felt like the most
exciting maze of tubes, tracks and peculiar people - this was my first view
of the outside, London world. I don't think it could have been much better.