The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

I find that the easiest way to restore normality after a flight is to go out. So having just landed from Geneva to London, I whipped out my phone and made plans with my brother Andrew to visit leafy Notting Hill for a walk through the familiar pastel streets (and of course food;). Andrew is a great companion because he shares my love for exploring and also because he has exceptional carrying tolerance so I can buy all the food and clothes I want;).

Notting Hill is such a colourful part of London, so it’s easy to lose yourself against the vibrant buildings, but my years of unintentionally blending into the houses to the point of being unseen has taught me the kind of clothes to avoid;) For this outing I’d chosen to wear a red Philosophy Di Lorenzo Serafini shirt (exact available here) paired with some m.i.h jeans (exact available here), my cream white Yeezys (the latter for comfort above style hihi), and a spotted bag to bring it all together. Would you believe that I only started wearing jeans after over 6 years of avoiding them?! I’m now obsessed, and Arax’s eyes open wider and wider each time I bring a new pair home hahah. It’s really the perfect piece for Notting Hill though because a lot of the buildings are white, so denim seems to compliment the landscape well (without making you blend in!).

We began walking from quiet Holland Park to Notting Hill along the busy main road, and, kid at heart that I am, I couldn’t help but stop in typical tourist fashion to photograph the crisping leaves of the trees surrounding the road. The landscape is so different in London compared to Switzerland- with red buses replacing the familiar blue distant mountains, but I’m so happy Andrew chose to be born in early October because 18 years later, it’s given me the perfect reason to return to the city at its most beautiful time!

Andrew realised that my seemingly aimless wandering around Notting Hill was anything but when we finally came to my favourite place for coconut matcha;) It’s the one and only Juice Baby, with a branch in Notting hill and Chelsea, and once you try the iced coconut matcha you will be as addicted as I am! I’ve looked far and wide for a similar drink all across Europe, but nada. It would have matched perfectly with a certain little car we found parked along one of the streets nestled away behind the main road, but I’d finished it by then hahah.

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

Shop polka-dot bags:

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

Shop ruffled shirts:

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

Everywhere we walked, I found something red to match my shirt;) From the red letterboxes in Notting Hill, to the red salt shaker at a pretty restaurant in Mayfair we stopped off at after our little walk around the city. This cute spot is right next to Deliciously Ella in Mayfair, and it’s the perfect place to relax in the evening after a day of matcha drinking and almost getting run over by cars. While it’s along a road, there’s barely any traffic on this little avenue, so it’s both safe for us confused wanderers, and relaxing too.

I went with the tartar first, but after getting tempted by Andrew’s Mac ‘n Cheese (and rudely restrained from finishing it), I picked the Oysters, which were just about the best little welcome to London as the first time I tried them was last year at Chiltern Firehouse here! My return to the city of red telephone boxes and fragrant scented scones could not have been more perfect.

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

The Beginning of Autumn in Notting Hill

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