This Week’s Inspirations

As I write this post I am listening to Jill Scott's first album Who is Jill Scott? The album and artist that introduced me to my love for neo-soul and even inspired me to try my hand at writing poetry. I attended six poetry classes in 2004, it was then that both myself and my teacher discovered that I cannot write poetry. The past week I have unfortunately been suffering from insomnia. There is something sensuous and artistic about insomnia - being awake late at night, alone in the dark with your thoughts, replaying memories and basking in silence. However, we all know that the inability to sleep, particularly when you have to be in a place of work early the next morning, is nowhere near as comforting as this. When I told my father about my insomnia he asked me, 'What's on your mind?' What a great question! I can think of so many people, dead and alive, that I would love to pose this question to. Karl Lagerfeld, F Scott Fitzgerald, Roal Dahl, Eric Roberson, Common and my...
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Be Charmed, Stay Inspired

When I am unispired I am as good as dead - I lose my whole sense of being. I am most excited about life, about its prospects and potential when my mind is open and switched on. I'm receptive, sponge like and turned on by everything.  However, I am  not always in this state of mind, so tuned in and turned on. There is that recurring dark cloud that forms from time to time that obstructs me from locating the point of it all. Inspiration? Art? Creativity? This blog? In this position I am cynical, destructive and above all, unhappy. At the moment my mind is skipping ahead of me, collecting inspirations and ideas too fast for me to keep up or execute in anyway. I am losing sleep and my fingers are tingling with a desire to do something amazing. A quote from Paolo Sorrentino's Consequences of Love springs to mind; 'I want to die and extraordinary death'. So, for the days that are uninspiring, when the black cloud casts itself and passion momentarily relocates itself, the...
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Inamo – Soho London

Inamo – Soho London

Located in the middle of Soho, Wardour street is host to Inamo, the oriental fusion restaurant. The decor, although incredibly minimal has a stylishly modern and chic appeal, the monochrome of the white walls and chairs, edged with black borders creates a clean and simplistic finish, juxtaposed by the red snowflake kitsch pattern that garnishes the windows. Tables are lined up literally inches apart and being unfortunate enough to be seated against the back wall, sliding in and out between the tables for necessary bathroom visits, gave my neighbours a discomforting amount of bum in their plates. Due to the proximity of neighbouring tables I was also able to decipher most of their conversation, which in turn they exchanged in whispers. Like most patrons of Inamo, my partner had been drawn in by Inamo’s unique and innovative concept - the technological self ordering system and ambience selection. Above each table in the restaurant, set in a large white cocoon like lampshade...
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Cupcaking Crazy

Cupcaking Crazy

I needn't head to the Hummingbird cafe to know I would take an instant disliking to it, it is not the Hummingbird cafe so much that irks me, more so I would say it's women that talk about cupcakes as though they have special powers, an ability to change the world or eradicate famine in East Africa - the women who have bought into this Suzy Homemaker cupcakeing affair and the whole designer cupcake phenomena. Of course, I would proudly hold my hands up and say that my love affair with shoes is somewhat uncontrollable and would no doubt irritate a more sensible woman and any heterosexual man. But, I've always loved shoes, whether they be from Gucci or Miu Miu, Aldo or Office and anywhere in between – a sexy shoe is just a sexy shoe, it isn't necessary that gimmicks be employed to remind me of my love for them. Vivienne Westwood most certainly couldn't trick me into thinking that full grown women...
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