London via Instagram

I rarely have time to relax when I zip up to London. I usually dash from one appointment to the next, often ending up completely spent on the train home, too exhausted to even to utter a word. But this time.......I intended to indulge in "me time". My first stop was Chelsea market, a very dangerous place to be on an empty stomach. I walked away with two chocolate mini cupcakes with salted caramel frosting from Crumbs and Doilies, two sinful and truly decadent triple chocolate chip cookies as well as two portuguese custard egg tarts from Galeta. All before I even had my breakfast and first coffee of the day.

The Saatchi Gallery is always such a serene spot despite being smack in the middle of the busy King's Road shopping area. By this point, I'm kicking myself for lugging around a heavy camera when all I'm doing is snapping away with my smartphone.




Being a transplant from the Southern Hemisphere, I still find Christmas wreaths very fascinating. Only because I rarely come across one hanging on the door. I get the odd looks whenever I go a little crazy snapping away each time I see a wreath that appeals to me.





I popped into Anthropologie hoping to get hold of their snow globe bauble and what do you know, they're ALL sold-out! I didn't think tree decorations can be this popular. Drats. Darn. Double bugger.





Next order of the day - a leisurely lunch with W of Fauxionista at the Rose Bakery where we properly caught up. I saw Simon Doonan, the creative director at large of Barney's New York a few seats away. Being the thick skinned person that I am, I actually introduced myself.





We decided to hit Liberty for some Christmas shopping (okay, it was more like I dragged W into the store). It seemed like half of London had the same idea as we were all packed like canned sardines into a tiny space. The TV series - Liberty of London  must've been a good PR move for the company.




These robins have got to be THE singularly most photographed lights in Oxford Circus. I seem to have lost the urge to stay up late so it's back on the train again to head home. Adieu London!