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The Birthdaymeister Strikes Again
It's been one long birthday party for the past few weeks, a lots-of-fun-when-the-skies-are-cold-and-grey blessing which is all thanks to the stars if you ask me: my cake-eating whirlwind habitually begins at the end of January and dies out mid-to-late Feb - the fact that i am friends with so many fabulous Aquarians cannot be pure chance, surely? Their dynamic with Sagittarians (moi) evidently ROCKS. In a major way. anyway, I’ve fancy footed it from the louche and grimily cool Bar 23 in Dalston to the reserved elegance of Claridges via the bright exuberance of CocoMomo on Marylebone High St, the shabby chic exposed brickwork and Baroque candelabras of First Floor on Portobello Road, the sultry basement and tapas menu of Cicala on Lambs Conduit Street, the West End slick meets East End spirit of St Germain in Clerkenwell and, err, Tuscany. Clearly i've had to hone my card and present buying talents and, as a result, I’ve become OBSESSED with cards by Rachel Bright and the Birthday Biscuits sold at Fortnums. The latter have a wind up device that plays Happy Birthday in a twinkly antiquated way – completely enchanting. They are filled with three types of biscuit; chocolate chip, lemon and shortbread. I discovered them because they have a birdcage design on the tin and the beautifully ornate bird is drawn by the art collective Container Plus, who put on The Evil Twins exhibition in the Le Gun Curiosity shop on Wilton Way, Hackney (just by London Fields) last year and which I absolutely LOVED (here's what i said for Kultureflash). and Rachel Bright's cards, well, they just make me smile. lots. and you can't better that. My two favourites are The Birthdaymeister Strikes Again, and A Big Smoosh Of Birthday Loveliness, but i can't find pictures, so here is another one to give you an idea...
It's been one long birthday party for the past few weeks, a lots-of-fun-when-the-skies-are-cold-and-grey blessing which is all thanks to the stars if you ask me: my cake-eating whirlwind habitually begins at the end of January and dies out mid-to-late Feb - the fact that i am friends with so many fabulous Aquarians cannot be pure chance, surely? Their dynamic with Sagittarians (moi) evidently ROCKS. In a major way. anyway, I’ve fancy footed it from the louche and grimily cool Bar 23 in Dalston to the reserved elegance of Claridges via the bright exuberance of CocoMomo on Marylebone High St, the shabby chic exposed brickwork and Baroque candelabras of First Floor on Portobello Road, the sultry basement and tapas menu of Cicala on Lambs Conduit Street, the West End slick meets East End spirit of St Germain in Clerkenwell and, err, Tuscany. Clearly i've had to hone my card and present buying talents and, as a result, I’ve become OBSESSED with cards by Rachel Bright and the Birthday Biscuits sold at Fortnums. The latter have a wind up device that plays Happy Birthday in a twinkly antiquated way – completely enchanting. They are filled with three types of biscuit; chocolate chip, lemon and shortbread. I discovered them because they have a birdcage design on the tin and the beautifully ornate bird is drawn by the art collective Container Plus, who put on The Evil Twins exhibition in the Le Gun Curiosity shop on Wilton Way, Hackney (just by London Fields) last year and which I absolutely LOVED (here's what i said for Kultureflash). and Rachel Bright's cards, well, they just make me smile. lots. and you can't better that. My two favourites are The Birthdaymeister Strikes Again, and A Big Smoosh Of Birthday Loveliness, but i can't find pictures, so here is another one to give you an idea...
yup, aquarians rock, the end. xxx
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