She drinks tea made from petals

She drinks tea made from petals

And her breath smells like a rose

laced with sugar and a bit of 

something metallic like a silver spoon...

*High Gate Pantry and down the road High Tea of High Gate*

(a forgotten post from this past spring)

A Walk Down Vintage Lane

Cheshire Street beams with vintage charm. A walk here leaves me feeling doused in bygone glamour. When I walk away it follows me like a perfume, lingering in a way that can't be forgotten quickly because it's timeless. Some of the best little details of the past decades can be found here to make a modern day Audrey Hepburn out of me.  Here I can walk away with a fur stole, hat with a bow, lace dress and satin shoes, pillow cases with flowers and doilies with lavender stitching. 

Pictured inside:

The Shop house of fabric, tablecloths, pillow cases, clothing from baby to adult, and endless accessories.

Retitled - a 1950's heaven complete with a perfume spritz behind the changing divider while you decide over tea cups and hairbrushes and satin shoes. 

Pictured outside:

Vintage Heaven for coats line with fur and vintage dresses, shoes, and purses.

The Vintage Bean for a pick me up coffee, elderflower spritzer, or glass of red. 

Vintage Emporium

I would like to live as poet above this cafe/shop and come down every day for a cup of coffee and inspiration. Time forgot to touch this pink facaded building and stepping inside completely immerses you in perfectly preserved vintage and bohemian London. I am beyond smitten, full out in love...

And so I learned I was nearer to the Crown than I had thought...

In a moment of serendipity I rode the tube to some unknown location. I just knew that if I rode, I would find something that could only be in a big city like London.  This feeling kept me going north, and stopped me from going left and sometimes right. I walked and walked through parks until it found me.  A palace! I drank cups of Lady Grey in the Orangery at Kensington Palace, careful to not chip my tea cup on my ever smiling teeth as I dreamt of what happened in this place a century or two before...I had to bring my mom weeks later and we explored the living quarters of Queen Victoria, but not without a spot of tea first. ♥ 

Kensington Palace and The Orangery

Sources: The Young Victoria, 2009 (quote). Pictures from my instagram feed and my canon. 

Tea with the Moon

Can I just start out by saying that any place where the busker plays a harp outside tells you it's going to be out of the ordinary inside :). Am I right? This is one of my most favourite places to have tea in London and it's the Victoria and Albert Museum (not the same location as the museum of childhood I posted about before.) There are moon chandeliers above, gorgeous piano music below, and the feel of culture floating through the corridors. 

Here is a place I could stay for hours not even moving much except from the inside to outside. It was a good place to meet up with Elisha where we caught up on seven years over multiple cups of tea with good stories and the moons above watching us the whole time.