Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts

Friday, January 13, 2012

Semi-occasional Street Fashion Blogger: Set 1

Sometimes when I am able and when folks are obliging, I take a photo of people with notable clothes on the streets. With this set of street fashion photos I feature mostly fall/winter clothes that are stylish, practical and fun! 

 (London)
*heart that sweater, love the rustic laced-up boots and how this gorgeous lady accessorized!

(London)
A visiting student in London, I liked the readiness in her fashion sense. 

(London)
2 friends taking a break at the steps of St. Paul's. How about them burnt orange boots!

(Edinburgh)
This plaid pea coat/jacket is a departure from the usual warm weather clothes out there. Love this lady's turn up sheep-skin lined boots!

(London)
Her trousers which could pass as riding pants with the riding boots and white shirt were cool to see in London itself. A land of equestrians and jodpurs.

(London)
What is not to take note about this outfit? Colors, colors!

- Thanks ladies for helping to make the streets interesting and not boring at all!

Monday, December 26, 2011

Postcard: London


I was really happy to have visited the UK this year; 1 item off the Bucket List. This collage of pictures I took there reminded me a lot about that visit - about the people, structures, culture and very rich history. 

I consider it to be a blessing to have been able to go and I will be looking forward to where God would have me to visit this coming year!

Thursday, October 27, 2011

London


Finally went to that place with the, with the . . . oh the clock! and the people with the accent!

It's not cliche to me because I have always dreamed of coming here, working here and living here. That was of course until I saw her current state, to which I was saddened by. 

Nevertheless, despite the dirt from Heathrow to Warwick to Bromley-by-Bow and the absence of the old chaps with the Chapeau and umbrella, London is still a destination worth visiting because depending on your perspective, every one I saw there, whether indigenous or transplanted - were trying. 

Whilst there I got to:

Eat fish and chips the traditional way at "The Anchor"
(built in the 1600's)


Mess around with the red phone booths:
(I needed a quid...) 

Hear London Calling:
(it said "Vrooomm!")



See a Shakespeare Play:
(w/ the English Patient as Prospero)


Photograph Monet:
(well, figuratively speaking.)


Sample Punk Sweetness:
(ah, life's ironies...)


Meet the Invisible Man:
(w/ visible neck)


and,

Soak up the Thames at night.


- Among others anyway...