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I want more signs in my life. They age well. They look good almost anywhere, and I think they add a bit of pizazz. So when I saw these from Ivo Angel, I jumped in with both feet. Great colours, made in Tuscany, and you can have a slice of Italy in your home. What more could you want.


With a name like that, it's hard not to dig what these guys are doing. All of these pieces are right up my street.


Save In Casa by Paboy

Paboy Bojang was an asylum seeker from The Gambia. He has made his home in Naples, where he started Casa Paboy. He has managed amazing things since he began; Selfridges, Browns and The Conran Shop have all stocked his cushions while also being featured in all the most prominent magazines. With all this success comes huge difficulties - running a business let alone the fact that he has had to leave his home, setting up shop and employing people. Paboy is looking for investment and help to create a future for himself and those he employs. If you would like to read more about it, click here.


I feel a little embarrassed about how much I like everything Dora Daar do. Their spring plates, Nube Casamance, don't get me started on their Oráculo Carpet. Altogether they just make magic happen.


To Kill A Mockingbird

I haven't been to the theatre for quite some time. Last Wednesday, we finally went to see the Aaron Sorkin adaptation of Lee Harper's, To Kill A Mocking Bird. I say finally as these tickets were bought in November 2019. Fast forward to April 2022, and here we are, watching Rafe Spall play a blinder at Atticus Finch. A great night out.



Hey, two plays in a row. What damn culture vulture. But I haven't been to this next one yet. It's The Burnt City, bought to us by the clever fellas at Punchdrunk. I went to their play The Drowned Man, where I spent two hours admiring the set design. It was a complete delight. I have booked my tickets for The Burnt City in May, and although it goes on until December, you want to be ahead of the game.


I had a coffee the other day, and I noticed one of these posters on the wall. This might be the ticket if you've got a space to fill.


I've got no business telling anyone what to wear; as I type, I am adorned in sliders with socks and a Guinness jumper with a coffee stain. But I do have allusions of grandeur. So I constantly look for pieces of clothing for the person I would like to be rather than the person I am. The wears of Les Vacances D'Irina feed nicely into this fantasy.


Gentleman Prefer Blonde's

Sorry, this is no news to anyone. But by god, this is a good film. The colours, Jane Russell, clothes, and choreography are a triumph. If you haven't seen it for some time, do give it a go, and if you've never seen it, what are you still doing here. Vamos!


He might be over the pond, but that doesn't mean we can't admire the furniture of Brian Persico. The bench he designed with his wife, Hannah Haworth (@handatextiles), is what dreams are made of. Solid pine, sophisticated structure and painted in the most glorious rusty red.



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