Yesterday morning Jeremy Piven stopped me in the street to ask me a question. No, it was not “Will you please be in my next movie?” though you probably think I get that a lot. (Though given the #metoo movement, I don’t think I’d accept that offer anyway.)
Actually, he asked me where the nearest yoga studio was, of all things. I may not have a UK passport, but I think famous Hollywood actors asking me for directions must mean I’m a legit London local now. Continue reading
When we moved to London, I was six months pregnant, and in major nesting mode. The baby’s room in our new house was already painted a light blue, and even though I knew I was having a girl, I decided to go with it. I was so excited to be giving birth in the fabulous city of London, that I chose to go full London theme-ahead for the baby’s room.
London’s look is so iconic with its red buses, phone booths, and post boxes; black cabs; and famous buildings. I also worked in everyone’s favourite London bear, Paddington, who fit right into the colour scheme, which I took from the Union Jack.
I’m listing below the sources for my London nursery decor, in case anyone out there wants to do a London-themed nursery and is looking for ideas. I purchased some things in the U.S., and some things in the U.K. Continue reading
Donald Trump’s first visit to the UK was this weekend, and plenty of people here had plenty of things to say about it.
We’ve had a proper summer here in London, and E’s school isn’t even out for summer holidays yet. In May, we had those first days of glorious, perfect weather that makes everyone in London go outside and act giddy. I walked down the road on those days thinking how grateful I am for the opportunity to live in London, and how proud I am of us for being brave enough to take the opportunity, and how much I really freaking love living in London.
Well, I’ve been unsuccessful two years in a row in securing tickets for Wimbledon (unless some miracle happens between now and July), but last week a broker M works with offered him two tickets to the Queen’s Club Championship Finals, which is kind of a warm-up for Wimbledon and draws some major players, and we jumped at the chance to go.
We got a babysitter for the girls and enjoyed that rare treat: a day date! Continue reading