I spent the last couple of months abroad and so hadn’t been able to spend as much time as I would have liked with my brother Andrew, but now that I’m back in London, it’s great that we’ve returned to our usual adventuring! One of our favourite areas around London is Marylebone High Street- there’s just so much to see and do, shop and eat, discover and be reunited with- so it was wonderful for both of us to travel back to that familiar colourful road.
Mummy Arax had decided to join us on this sunny day, so we had a very humorous chat about life as we watched the blue sky on our way to Marylebone High Street. London has finally reached peak weather- blue skies, sun, a few wandering clouds, and light breeze- and I couldn’t be happier.
As soon as we arrived, I practically skipped (that’s an understatement- I was much too excited to merely skip) towards one of my favourite ‘haunts’ of Marylebone High Street- Natural Kitchen. It’s a spot I visit regularly not only because I love the refreshing iced coconut milk matchas they serve (this is the very place which converted me to Rude Health Coconut Milk, something I drink a crazy amount of every day as it tastes like Raffaello chocolate), but also because they have really chill food snacks. With its vibrant environment and friendly staff, it’s a fun place to be!
Of course we had to stop off at La Fromagerie, one of my favourite cheesemongers in London because of their lovely Truffle Brie and Geitost, and I made sure to drag my family to Rococo, a famed chocolatier just off Marylebone High Street, where I buy my beloved 99% chocolate;) Daylesford Organic is another of my favourites for groceries, fish and salads, although as we’d just eaten I could only spare space for my chocolate (Knowing my appetite for the addictive treat, I’d made sure to save enough).
I sat outside one of my favourite spots, a very sweet local pub, for another caffeine shot (this time good old coffee), before we decided to take a walk in Regents Park for a look at Frieze Art Fair and the newly golden autumnal colours popping up around all over the picturesque Park.
As we walked through Marylebone High Street up towards Regents Park, I couldn’t help looking back at some of my favourite stores on the Street, a wealth of good memories flooding in as I did. Until I left for my summer adventures around Europe, I’d regularly visited Pierre Marcolini for their mouthwatering pastries and inventive chocolate creations, The Conran Shop for unique gifts and collectables, Amanzi Tea for yet more caffeine recharges, and Daunt Books for great reads, and I’d recommend them to every friend I knew- as I do now to you all!
Regents Park was looking beautiful.
I’d thought Marylebone High Street was autumnal enough, with increasingly golden trees dotted around, until I caught sight of the ones at Regents Park.
During September, October and November in London, I love incorporating patterns, reds, oranges and denim into my outfits, and the warm backdrop gave my outfit a more autumnal feel (while also helping me stand out against the colourful trees). I’d paired my wool houndtooth cardigan with my bag not so much for the colour coordination but rather because I can’t get enough of red;) And it turned out to have the added bonus of bringing the outfit together!
Shop houndstooth jackets:
Midway through our Park walk, I brought out my first (but not last) bar of Rococo chocolates which I’d bought from their boutique on Marylebone High Street, and the above loved-up picture of me with my beloved one is the last before I savagely munched my way through the whole bar, leaving no trace apart from a few lonely crumbs.
Using my new energy from eating an entire bar of chocolate in one go, I hopped around the leaf-laden paths with Arax, who is just as excited as I am but without the chocolate (I did share a piece with her, promise!;)
After stopping off at Frieze, we strolled the opposite way and came across a clearing with many countless autumnal trees. The inner 12 year old in me called out to play with them, and the chocoholic in me heeded. My three years younger brother watched maturely as I attempted to throw a leaf at him. After realising one alone would not reach him, I threw them all, just like I’d done so many times so many years ago. We may age and change (at least, some of us..), but autumn remains the same magical season it’s always been.