A little Unicorn Love

I've just found a few shots from this summer playing with Hugo.. I miss that unicorn of mine! It got me thinking of my beautiful country and how lucky I am to call it home. I am so saddened by what is happening in the world right now, it truly breaks my heart but it's moments like these, back at my home in France, that reminds me that the world is full of light, and love and kindness and beauty - and fluffy ponies. Sending you all a ton of love.

Lunch in The Green House

A couple of weeks now (I know...me and timing on this blog!) I met up with Rosie in Richmond for a little catch up, walk by the river and well deserved lunch at Petersham Nurseries. They were on my 'to visit' list for literally YEARS, and they didn't disapoint... 

First of all, Richmond in Autumn is something out of a dream. The colours!! Also being that south of London makes me feel like I'm pretty much in the countryside.. Look at this guy up there! If Rosie hadn't stopped me from being electrocuted on that fence I'd probably would have gone in to play with him.

I'm obsessed with this new tunic/dress I got recently from the Lookbook Store, it's perfect for a twirling around, with leggings, jeans, perhaps bare legs in the warmer months. I love wearing different shapes, and mixing heights with different layers..

We had the nicest afternoon, chatting away walking through the beautiful green houses. Made me want to start gardening.. Lunch was delicious! The menu changes all the times, with fresh and local ingredients, but they always, always have cake and if you spot a spongey chocolate one (I think it was actually dairy and gluten free!) have a slice for me please? 

I can't wait to go back already, perhaps for breakfast this time followed by a walk through Richmond park to visit the deers. Gosh I love London! 

I'm currently packing a weekend bag as we're off to a Halloween party in the countryside.. you just wait until you see my costume - I'm a little petrified to wear it (because it looks so ridiculous) but isn't Halloween the best time to make fun of yourself ..?! I hope you all have the spookiest evening, with a good dose of candy. What are you dressing up as?? (watch out on my snapchat later.. 'taniajoyfjane' for a little sneak peek of mine!)

- All photos of me were taken by the wonderful Rosie from Cider With Rosie -

Feeling At Home

Sweet London, you've been so good to me this year. You welcomed me with open arms, I gave you a hard time for being cold and grey after spending a year in the sun but it was all quickly forgotten once I saw your beautiful Christmas lights last December and your wonderfully sunny days in the park or at the farmer's market this summer.

Last weekend I packed everything I own in way too many boxes and came back to square one - sort of. Let me try and explain..a few months ago I found a great new flat in North London, the only minor problem is.. it's not quite ready until the end of the year. So I sadly gave up my lovely little bubble in Shoreditch to come back to the greener parts of Parsons Green... (aka square one - I lived here when I first moved to London..) 

Right now I'm half unpacked, in the in-between, still grabbing things out of suitcases, not quite packed, not quite unpacked (which by the way is my least favourite thing about moving.. especially all those 'little bits' I've been keeping for no reason at all - where do they all go?!?!) I don't mind the messiness of it all though, because I know the neighbourhood like the back of my hand and it feels like home.. that little Italian coffee down by the station, the tapas place around the corner, the lovely view over the park, the misty mornings by the river...

So here I am, back in this room where I first started my London adventure, feeling happy, and excited about creating new homes here and there. Although not so excited about packing and unpacking again.

There is definitely something to say about feeling 'at home' - to me, home is where you find comfort and familiarity. Somewhere with memories, old or new. A place with people you love, something you love. Home is definitely my parent's house in the South of France, but it's also my grandparent's house in the english countryside, or the French mountains where I grew up. I also left a little bit of home in Sydney, and here in London. Little pieces of home scattered all over, somehow all linked together in my heart. (super cheesy but true?) Where are your homeS?

Sweet London, I can't wait for you to twinkle your heart out in the next few weeks, continue being good to me will you?