Would you consider yourself more of an introvert or an extrovert? While I know it’s difficult to pin people neatly into specific categories (although it does make life easier, doesn’t it), I can comfortably say I am an ‘Introverted Extrovert.’ A Former pure Extrovert, my slow descent into Adulthood has seen me relish the comforts of nights in, pyjamas and regular unsocial events. However, what contradicts all of this ‘alone’ time is that usually I want Stag around for all of it. Deep down, I am my best, most motivated self when I am around others. And while I am so happy I’ve found a Life Partner who brings me joy and confidence, there are the occasional times when I’m — gasp — left alone. Such as this upcoming bank holiday weekend.
You know those people who always seem to be one-step-ahead of the ‘what’s happening’ scene in London? Yep, that’s not me, either. However, as there is a chance Stag and I will be saying goodbye to this wonderful city soon (more on that later!), I’ve been attempting to find out more about the going-ons and happenings. A zillion newsletters and daily emails later, I’m still not one of those people, but I have managed to learn about a few interesting happenings. One of which ended up being the most incredible art-meets-light immersive exhibition: teamLab’s “Transcending Boundaries.”
Featured image via Ralph & Rice. So you know how celebs/bloggers/annoying people in your life have ‘their’ salon that they always go to? The ‘hair stylist’ they can only trust to do their hair? Yep, you can tell I am not one of those people. Not because of lack of want, but because A.) I am financially dependent on first-time Treatwell discounts (my hair is fucking expensive and loooooong, people) and B). I hadn’t found one I liked enough yet.
Well, a few Mondays ago, one salon was able to break through my cynical shell and bring me that ohhh I get it now! moment that I had been wanting to find: Ralph & Rice. My favourite salon in London.
Some of you may be wondering what I used the wonder all the time, when ducking out of the office for a ‘cheeky coffee’ at 11am on a Tuesday:
- How are there so many people walking on the streets at 11am on a Tuesday?
- Why aren’t they at work? And
- What wrong choices have I made in my life that I can’t be gallivanting around London at 11am on a Tuesday?