Everything I know about love written by Dolly Alderton
I’m ready to say it. I’m going to say it. I think I have a girl crush on Dolly Alderton. She’s funny, she loves horoscopes and obsseses over dressses seen on TV. (Yes, I do follow her Insta stories and that’s how I know it, thank you very much.) I’m pretty certain she saw You’ve Got Mail thousands of times which would leave us with something to do together – watch it for the thousand and first time – if only she ever wanted to hang out with me. And if that’s not enough for you to be girlcrushing with me, maybe you should read her book of essays Everything I Know About Love and we can catch up afterwards!
Sunset written by Jessie Cave
This touching novel is a debut fiction written by the comedian and actor Jessie Cave. Although it’s covers are tempting, please do not be fooled. If you are looking for an easy breezy summer read, I hate to say – this is not it. This is a story about overcoming grief after loosing a sister. Although funny and heartfelt, in its core this novel makes you think about what it means to live without a sibling, and for me that was truly sad. So pack your bags, go on a holiday and leave this book on the nightstand for when you’re back and in need of an excuse to cry.
There are many extraordinary designers that we look back upon with great admiration. And then there is Elsa Schiaparelli. I am not sure where or when have I first heard of Elsa Schiaparelli. Still, there is a vague picture in my head of sitting on the floor of my teen room whilst going through the pages of a freshly printed fashion magazine and spotting her lobster dinner dress next to the lobster telephone made by Salvador Dalí…
‘There is something truly soothing about the idea of mending our clothes’, I thought as I went through the pages of the recently published book The Art of Repair by the artist and professional repairer Molly Martin. It brought me back to a time when, as a child, I wandered around the rustling woods and swampy bushes behind the house that still belongs to my parents. Often I was with friends, occasionally alone…