James and I have wanted to visit Hampstead Heath together for ages. When I saw Laila’s post about Pergola and Hill, I knew I had to take outfit photos there. Laila reckons that a lot of London bloggers use it for snaps – I can see why! I know I’m going to be constantly trying to spot this location in the background of blog photos now. Since I don’t live in London, I rarely use “popular” locations like Notting Hill for photos so it was fun to be able to join in with the trend. As I was posing, three girls walked past with suitcases, looking for a spot to take pictures. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen another blogger in the act of taking outfit photos before, so that was an exciting first! Hampstead Heath is really as close to countryside as you can get in London. In the forest, you could almost forget that you’re in a city, although it’s clearly very well kept and feels like the picturesque garden of an English country estate. It’s a beautiful – albeit very posh – area, and I can’t believe it’s taken us so long to visit. Pergola and Hill has real Secret Garden vibes. Have you seen the film? When I was little I dreamt of a magical hidden garden like that where I could grow plants and soar on the swings and play with the animals.
Outfit Details: Dress, Vintage (Armstrong’s, Edinburgh) / Jacket, UNIF (via Depop) / Shoes, Emilio Luca X Brantano / Sunglasses, Vintage (Beatnik Emporium, Southampton) / Lipstick, Lime Crime (Wicked)
This dress is from the King of all vintage shops – Armstrong’s in the Grassmarket, Edinburgh. I have a real pet hate of overly curated vintage shops. You know the ones – identical denim jackets and cut off shorts, all the shirts cut into the same sleeveless shape. I like to rummage when I’m vintage shopping – I don’t want a rail of identical clothes in different sizes. I want clothes that are strange and unusual and different to each other. I want gothy lace and weird 70s print and sequin pieces that look like costumes. Arstrong’s has all of that! The prices are amazing (excluding that floor length hand embroidered pastel pink coat for £300 that I pined over for a year) and the stock changes all the time. This dress cost me £12! I didn’t mean to buy anything, but I went in for a browse and it fit so well I couldn’t pass it up. I never feel guilty buying vintage clothes at that price – it’s second hand so it has a negligible impact on the environment, I’m not buying into sweatshop labour, and I could always sell it on if I fell out of love with it. Vintage wins every time.