coat / american apparel , shoes / vagabond , bag / accessorize , sweatshirt / cheap monday
As London was greyer than ever we didn’t get further than to the small coffee shop by Colombia Rd that Sunday. But you see, that’s the beauty with this ashy coloured town, it’s so vibrant that colours are made excessive.
The rest of the day was spent in sweatpants, listening to new vinyls and eating Chinese takeout. Just me and Daniel, and nobody else needed.
When most people had arrived, Daniel came out with my birthday cake and everybody sung for me. Twice.
Those allergic to cake had yoghurt and strong liquor.
The patio was lit up and filled with people.
There were people in love.
And other hipsters like Jesper!
As London refused to turn into a cold winter it was ten degrees at midnight and as the alcohol burnt in our veins nobody complained.
New friends met old friends and even though we have four floors to our house they were all crammed up in the corners of the bottom floor.
My french babe Ornella.
As the hours fled from us we drank champagne in martini glasses on the kitchen counters, queued up on my bedroom floor, ran into old one night stands and danced. Strangers from outside joined and friends of friends brought me liquor and sweets.
And then we danced a lot more.
And as the sun seemed to close in on us I kicked everybody out so that me and Daniel could pass out in our bed, surrounded by a birthday mess.
Apart from drinking kenyan coffee among colobus monkeys, we have dinners in candle lit caves, snorkel by reefs and eat crabs. Having your family living so far away is awful, but celebrating christmas like this is a luxury.
This is me pre partying to hip hop by myself in front of the webcam on a Friday night. Went on a internet girl date with THIS WICKED HILARIOUS FEMINIST LADY, and I might be in love. We did tons of hipster things, obviously, and she is funny as hell.