There And Back Again!

This is what it would be like if I was a teen blogger. At this moment, I am sitting on my bed in my teenage room back at home in Greece, blogging. What would I be telling you about then, I wonder.

I find myself here again, slowly melting away from the heat (26C when we landed at 2 in the morning, around 35 right now), just a few weeks after my last visit, for family reasons. The kind that rattle you a little bit. That put another border between your present self and your childhood. But the sunrise over the Greek islands as our plane flew over them this morning and the fat melon of a sun that started ascending above Rhodes as I started descending the airplane's stairs were simply wonderful. And I am sure I will fill these pages with more pictures of family gatherings and food and swimming and Mitsos.

But for now, I just wanted to say, hello.

I HEART: Preen Resort

Resort, schmesort. Preen's latest collection will do me just fine for any season, thanks! 

Thea Bregazzi and Justin Thornton have a serious affair with flowers and it's still going strong after their fantastic S/S'12 collection that was inspired by a vase of peonies on their desk. Digitized, pixilated and in colours to make Mother Nature jealous. Their A/W'12 collection referenced Beatrix Potter's botanical studies and now, for Resort, they looked at Jeff Koon's plastic-fantastic flowers. Not that you need to know that. Just think signature Preen shapes (the peplum, the slight Victoriana, the great blazer) in bright prints and sporty stripes as well as lace as in a gorgeous red top with lace done in India.

Like I said, resort, schmesort. I'll have it all now, please!

The Things I've Seen...

I flew here...

I hang out with these guys...

What I smelled...

What I ate...

What I did...

And then I flew all the way back.

All pictures from my Instagram (kikigeo)

Home and Back Again.

Dear blog, I'm sorry I haven't called but I've been busy. It's not you, it's me. I just had some things I needed to sort out. But if you let me buy you a drink I bet you your little HTML heart I can woo you back. Because we're good together, you and I. But first, I think you should know that...

I've been cheating on you with this guy. He's just so damn cute. You would too, wouldn't you? 

So, about that drink...

Camden Coffee Shop

I love coffee and as much as I depend on a cup of tea to get me through the day, it's the smell of coffee that does it for me. Sorry Earl Grey! But when it comes to where my coffee comes from, who roasted it, who carried it in big sacks and loaded it in a van thousands of miles far far away to get all the way to me and my cup...I don't really mind. I am not, God forbid, a coffee snob. My good friend A and I meet at Starbucks. Because we like our grande lattes. And we get to bitch about the tourists that crowd them. You can't do that with an award winning barrista, can you now? Having said that, I love walking past the teeny tiny little Espresso Room on Great Ormond Street or Kaffeine on Great Titchfield Street just to smell the coffee. It's good coffee!

So, when I realised that on good ol' Delancey street in Camden Town lies a little gem of a coffee place I had to visit and promised to become a regular. Because places like Mr George Constaninou's Camden Coffee Shop need regulars to keep going. He's been running the place since 1978. His coffee roaster is 85 years old for frappuccino's sake! Go, visit and smell the coffee.