Meet Grace Carroll, a Toronto fashion writer, who moved to London to “conquer the fashion world” and live with her rock star boyfriend. She’s smart, super stylish, and just a bit cheeky. We love her. You will too.
My younger brother, Jackson, has popped in to visit me in the big smoke for a week (or two, as he slyly mentions upon arrival) in the midst of his month-long summer Euro tour. I’m his second, earlier-than-expected stop after a romantic rendezvous in Paris with his long-distance lover went sour. In a bid to help him forget about his first nasty break-up, I do what any good older sister would do: ply him with alcohol, feed him vast amounts of artery-clogging foods, and promise him that he will soon stumble upon a dapper Englishman who will sweep him off his feet.
Recovering from the previous night’s arrival/forget-him celebration, Jackson and I warily gather ourselves mid-day to head into east London for a late lunch. Attempting to impress him with my-so-called “Fashionable London Life” we pop into 11 Boundary Boutique in Shoreditch, where I kiss-kiss with the shop girl (my friend Dana) before whisking him away to experience my favourite meal in the city.
Bun Sa at Cay Tre is hands-down the best meal for under £7 in my books. The massive bowl of lemongrass-infused noodles is a must for any vermicelli lover out there. Saying that, pretty much everything on their menu is incredible, so if you like Vietnamese…you should go there.
Jackson at Cay Tre.
I’m rather uncomfortable in the grueling heat that has taken over London after over-eating at lunch. Nevertheless, I manage to get us both on the sweaty, westbound Central Line. When we arrive at our destination, I unveil to my brother fashion-retail heaven—which is, of course, Liberty of London. The vast and magnificent Tudor building looms over us as I begin to convulse with excitement at the thought of sharing this shopping treasure with him. To top it all off, it’s sale time.
Two hours later we emerge from Liberty’s intoxicatingly beautiful interiors, to head to Firetrap’s SS11 launch party at The Old Dairy. Our fashionably late arrival means that we’ve missed the fashion show, but we quickly join the crowd and indulge in free drinks late into the evening…
Read more about Grace’s adventures in her great blog, London Snog.