“Is there anything you particularly want to do while in London?” I asked my good friend, Amy, in a Facebook message. It was September 2013, and she was visiting me from the US for a week in London. I had thoughts of the Tower of London, Westminster Abbey — or perhaps something a bit more unusual, like The Hunterian, or Columbia Road Flower Market.
My phone dinged not two seconds later, with the message, “Can we go here?” She popped through a link: Mayfield Lavender, a lavender field located not too far outside of London. But far enough away that it made me go, “Really Amy?” and roll my eyes slightly. Amy loves nature and the outdoors — she was on her way to do a year of WOOFing through Europe, after all — so this somewhat strange request didn’t really surprise me.
In the end, we didn’t have time to make the trip out to see the lavender during her visit. But this conversation was the very first time I had even heard about Mayfield Lavender (from a non-local, no less!). It is what began a four-year quest to make it down to see the lavender blooming, each year a failure — until this July, when I finally ticked it off my bucket list.
I realise this title is very misleading, assuming I am remotely qualified to call what I do for the blog a “photo shoot.” Stag and I are both amateur photographers, at best, and I am a 5’5″, apple-shaped ‘model’ who has perpetual resting-bitch-face (please still work with me, future brands!).
Despite all of that negative (trying to be positive), we do have a few photo shoots under our belt here at Wolf & Stag. I thought I’d give you a little glimpse into the inner-workings of how we do. Mostly, because it’s as unglam as it comes (hilarity ensues). But also, I hope to show any budding bloggers — or even established ones looking to do more personal photography — that even the most self-conscious, awkward of us pull together interesting, beautiful photo shoots. It will get there, in the end. I promise.
The in-your-thirties clock is tick-tick-ticking ever closer. And I, for one, am not quite ready for it. (She says as hides under her duvet, shirking all responsibility, with a cup of tea and a YA fantasy book in hand. Ah, sweet youth). However, as much as I may have the sense of humour of a child (sneezes are hilarious, people), and I secretly wish I could still watch cartoons after school (#noshame), there is one way I am ready to embrace my classy grown-up self: wearing sophisticated, elegant nightwear. My first step towards achieving this? Donning a nightdress, a beautiful one at that, from one of my favourite nightwear brands for quality, beautiful things to sleep in: Blue Marmalade.
Because #travelbug, pretty much as soon as we came home after our Marrakech trip, we hopped right back on a plane and flew to Amsterdam. We chose our trip right before the summer solstice, because, well, (almost) 8 years living in Europe, and I still get so excited to see that sky stay light well into the night. Amsterdam is one of my favourite cities in the world, an important accolade considering the number of countries I’ve been to.
What do you wear when travelling? Not to boast or anything, but I think I’ve found the perfect summer travel outfit combination, one that will take you from plane to (rooftop) party. Or, in this case, empty rooftop on a grey, chilly day in Marrakech. It involves a white blouse, ikat trousers and a denim jacket, and once you put it on, you will be unsure whether you’re dressed up or wearing pyjamas. As I said: perfect.