SUNDAY STEALS.

Weekly rituals. One I’ve been missing out on for the past month since moving house- and

excuse me for sounding like a broken record- is Columbia Road Flower Market. Way more

than just an opportunity to instagram a ridiculous amount of flowers. Also a time that (I’m

jinxing it here) seems to bring out the sunshine, and makes it feel like I don’t live in non-stop
working central London (even the buildings are small) and a place where the people who
scowl at you on the tube are actually friendly and smiling. It’s weird.

Accidentally-on-purpose matched my outfit to my choice of Hydrangeas. They’re in season,

hyacinths are out. So out.