In the last post in this series, I briefly mentioned the garden centre in Crystal Palace. I visited again last week, and was reminded of what a magical corner of independent London it is. It deserves its own post.
There’s no getting around it. My kitchen is the most difficult room in my flat. I was blessed with a…
I bought my flat a year ago, and worked in a month long frenzy to decorate, furnish and style it.…
I’ve been thinking a lot about Italian 50s-60s glamour recently. But when I think about hotel design, one woman pops into my head before anyone else, and she is not of the Italian school: Barbara Hulanicki.
Since I started looking for a home, I have had illicit thoughts about a green and gold kitchen. And then I found a place, and started to think about what that might look like.
Nothing sickens the palate so much as an excess of good taste. But I have no money. Accordingly, I just used a discount voucher to buy several packs of gold leaf.
The most regular question I get asked at the moment is, “How’s the flat going?”
And I have the same response every time.
“I HATE THE LIGHTING.”
I really badly want to launch myself towards all sorts of dramatic projects that will make my home look phenomenal. However, right now I have about £100 in my bank account, and such antics must wait.
One little thing I’ve been able to do throughout the flat, though, is colour code things.
South-east London is a jewel, and there’s one thing for which this corner of the world is really, really cracking: second-hand stuff. You want vintage, used, unwanted, cheap? Hoo boy.
There’s one tool, above any other, that I consider vital for anyone renovating, renting or buying a new home. You need this long before you even think about moving boxes, paint or even a spare pare of hands.