I can sniff out a new clothes shop like a guarana berry in a health food store. This weekend my nose carried me to Huh in East London. It looks pretty minimalist, but is packed with gorgeous colourful clothes, design books and if you’re lucky, their little dog might come out and say hello. And whilst you browse, or play with the dog, you can enjoy an orange juice and a chat with the lovely owners.
If you ever get invited to a party at One Marylebone, then I suggest you cancel whatever plans you have (weddings, birthday parties etc.) and go. It used to be a church, but now visitors worship at the altar of music, chandeliers and fruity dancers. It’s almost as luxurious as a five-orange-smoothie with extra orange. Almost. So check what’s on and blag yourself onto the guest list. And if you can’t get into a party at One Marylebone, then just throw one yourself!
Church on Sunday? If you fancy buying some organic food to eat whilst wearing organic shoes and admiring your new organic sofa, then Church St in Stoke Newington is the place to go. If you can navigate your way around the yummy mummy’s Bugaboos then you’ll find lovely little tea-rooms, independent boutiques, dusty old book shops and beautiful fresh flowers. And at the end of the street you can go and say hello to the deer and goats in Clissold Park.
A cemetery might not seem like the sort of place a hip young orange would want to hang out. But if you’re a goth, a soul-searching poet, or shooting the album cover for your band, then Abney Park cemetery is the place to go. It’s an overgrown wonderland, with ancient tombs and a burnt out abandoned church hidden at the centre. Very dark and moody. In fact, it’s the perfect place to shoot my next short film – ‘Vitamin C Saw’.
Who needs Le Seine or Venice when you have the canals of East London? This weekend I went to Waterline, a very cool part-restaurant, part-cinema on De Beauvoir Crescent. The food is delish – especially the orange and crayfish salad and the staff are super friendly. In fact, I think the owner wanted a little more than Vitamin C from me!
Who needs to pay twelve pounds plus cloakroom fee for an art gallery when you can see some of London’s most cutting edge art for free? Redchurch Street in East London is covered with some of the best street art in the UK. And on Sunday when all the shops are closed and the shutters are down, you can see it in all its glory.
I’ve been wanting to check out the Selfridges Shoe Galleries for ages. It’s a whole floor dedicated to shoes. I repeat. A Whole Floor. Dedicated. To Shoes. And it did not disappoint. I squeezed myself into about 72 pairs, fell over in a few, and fell in love with loads. Especially the bright orange Carvelas!