Brick Lane

Well ladies and gentlemen, I have officially found my most favorite spot in London- Brick Lane. I have been there a few times throughout my stay here to visit different cafes and bars but I had never made it out for the infamous "Shoreditch Sunday" until this past weekend and boy was I a happy camper. The market on Brick Lane is known for their racks of endless vintage goodies and tasty Indian food. I obviously had to indulge in both. I first had to take a couple laps around the market before I was really ready to start digging. It is important to me to see everything first before I start making purchases; I am always a bit skeptical of the vendors ripping me off. Although all of the fur jackets were calling my name, I resisted. There is no way that gem would have fit in my suitcase home. Luckily, I found myself a couple 3 to 5 pound racks where I was able to score some awesome tops. Note to all of you denim lovers...you will never find more denim apparel under one roof in your life. It's amazing. After feeling satisfied with my purchases I was ready for some Indian food, which was delicious just like everyone said it would be.  Not only does Brick Lane have awesome vintage clothes and food, it contains some of the best people watching. The streets are beyond crowded, filled with the most entertaining characters, just "hanging out." People are over the top hip, very punk bad-ass, and will wear anything as long as it doesn't match. If you are looking for a place to just chill, enjoy a beer, and see some cool kids on a Sunday afternoon in London, Brick Lane is the place to be. Shoreditch, you make me one happy girl.

For My Dad

If anyone has ever met my father, they know that he is a crazy die-hard Beatles fan. Therefore it was clearly a necessity to go check out the infamous "Abbey Road" spot here in London. It was honestly one of the funniest things I have experienced while being abroad. The little crosswalk was literally packed full with about 50 foreign tourists trying to take the perfect picture. And let me tell you...they did not care about how many cars honked their horns at them or how large the line of traffic was becoming, they came for their Beatles picture and they were not leaving without it. At one point we even saw two of the stopped cars get into a fight with each other because the car in the front wouldn't run over the pedestrians, seriously crazy people. Anyways, we didn't get quite that into it, but we did manage to snap a few photos! Here ya go Dad! 

A Flower Market

Even though I haven't quite inherited my mother's gardening skills, I definitely have come to share her love for  flowers. The Columbia Road Flower Market has been on my "must see" list for ages now and my girl Brooke and I finally made it out there on Sunday, sunshine and all. The market was absolutely amazing. You just stroll through this tiny crowded street packed full of booths showing off their extravagant flowers. I had not a clue as to what some of the lovely plants were, but I wanted to take each and every one home with me. It was one of the happiest and cutest things I have seen in London yet. I mean, it is pretty hard to be a grouch when you are surrounded by hundreds of beautiful flowers. Sadly, I did not purchase any flowers because I am leaving for another trip soon and did not want them to go to waste in my room! The only thing that could have made this day any better was if my mom was there strolling along the cobblestone flower-filled street with me!