I have never been one for planning. I'm the winging-it spontaneous type. It turns out that as well as a social diary, a work calendar, a birthday book or whatever we now need a friggin art calendar.
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Being born in the 1970's my boys would say "it's a vibe." From waist-length long hair and floppy hats to free love and inner peace. I carry that "vibe" in my heart and soul. Think Chloe and Aveda (expensive, I know) and a relaxed demeanour. That's moi. In my dreams anyways.
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New York, what can I say?! The best city in the goddam world, right? You got this NYC. My love for New York is real.
When the boys were little we stayed at the Gansevoort Hotel in the meet-packing district. I left the boys playing with one of those floaty footballs you know the ones that are virtually see-through in the rooftop pool whilst I took a whizz (is that a wee? Dash might be a better word) around The Whitney. Looking back, that was irresponsible or should I say dumb? (not the first time for either).
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"Hands up this is a robbery" is the only way to describe the Museu Banksy in Lisbon. I paid my 12 euros at the desk and asked the lady what pieces I should look out for. "We don't have any original Banksy pieces, they are all reproductions" I was out of there and in there all at the same time.
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Everyone is talking about Venice right now. I realised I often talk about places I travel to but never my home. It is much harder writing about your city. So, let's think about London for just a moment.
The reason I love London is that you can be anyone you want to be. It sounds so simple. It is special. It's magical. It's freedom. It's all-inclusive. London is a sprawling multicultural metropolis. Music and madness. Unique food combinations. Artists. You name it's here. And most importantly, it brings love for one another.
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