NEW YORK TO LONDON AND A JAR FULL OF HONEY
REISS OSLO TOP / BETHNALS JEANS / TONY BIANCO STILETTOS / REISS BOX BAG / CARAVELLE WATCH / GAS BIJOUX BRACELET
Desperate to share some shots from New York with you, but suffering from a blogger's block (it could be because I just woke up from 10 hours of much needed sleep, and the world is a blur.. Or Mercury in retrograde) I've decided to share the honey-jar story.
So... Rewind 10 days, where I went for a stroll in Williamsburg in Brooklyn and came across this wonderful little food shop and spent much more time there than I'd like to admit to. Anyways, I found myself gushing over every single thing in the shop, as the packaging had me not only wanting to eat everything (this is a given), but also just admire the creative fonts and nice looking jars. Attempting to put a little bit of Pinterest into my London life, some soaps, a tiny cook book on sweet potatoes and a very lovely looking jar of honey went into my bag. So far so good. Or so I thought.
Little did I know, that only a few days later, I would find myself in customs looking at an open suitcase with a jar of... partially open honey. All over my new lovely brick red Reiss top. I got home, fearfully looking at the sweet spot.. I did that for a couple of days, not knowing how to approach it without ruining it. All climaxed when I couldn't avoid it any longer, and it all came off in water. Anti climax, perhaps, but nevertheless I was relieved and happy to hang my top back on the rack.
NEXT UP: THE MIDNIGHT TUNA SANDWICH ON LONDON BUS 108 WITH NO CONTACT LENSES.
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SARAH MIKAELA
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So... Rewind 10 days, where I went for a stroll in Williamsburg in Brooklyn and came across this wonderful little food shop and spent much more time there than I'd like to admit to. Anyways, I found myself gushing over every single thing in the shop, as the packaging had me not only wanting to eat everything (this is a given), but also just admire the creative fonts and nice looking jars. Attempting to put a little bit of Pinterest into my London life, some soaps, a tiny cook book on sweet potatoes and a very lovely looking jar of honey went into my bag. So far so good. Or so I thought.
Little did I know, that only a few days later, I would find myself in customs looking at an open suitcase with a jar of... partially open honey. All over my new lovely brick red Reiss top. I got home, fearfully looking at the sweet spot.. I did that for a couple of days, not knowing how to approach it without ruining it. All climaxed when I couldn't avoid it any longer, and it all came off in water. Anti climax, perhaps, but nevertheless I was relieved and happy to hang my top back on the rack.
NEXT UP: THE MIDNIGHT TUNA SANDWICH ON LONDON BUS 108 WITH NO CONTACT LENSES.
X
SARAH MIKAELA
instagram | facebook | twitter
Shots featuring me kindly taken by new friend, cool cat Alex of OC
