Fourth & Main

Last night saw the launch of the British menswear and lifestyle brand Fourth & Main. Created by Jamie Wright and Nikhil Adwalpalkar, the brand offers up a beautiful collection of classically cut clothes along with a bi-annual journal that aims to give upcoming actors, artists, musicians and writers a space to show their wares.



The party was a good'un - held at The Bargehouse on the South Bank, the warehouse was filled with a mix of city boys and the achingly cool, but the vibe was great. We drank G&T's (definitely more 'G' than 'T') and ate oysters served with a tobasco kick.



There's a real sense of celebration in the journal - from the physical weightiness of the mag itself to the beautifully curated images and design: it really is a thing of beauty. I spent much of my journey home, face buried in it's pages inhaling the delicious smell of fresh print.

The journal will be distributed at select boutiques and cultural institutions around the world. There is also a pop up shop opening on Newburgh Street in Soho from 2nd April for a limited period selling their Spring/Summer collection - for more info see our friends at London Pop-ups.

Fourth & Main - Vol.1 Issue. 1

If last night's guestlist is anything to go by (Mario Testino was cutting some fine shapes on the D floor) - Fourth & Main could very well be on its way to becoming the epitome of cultural cool. I know what I'll be reading in the park on lunch break.

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Yog o'clock

When the 3pm need for something sweet hits, there's just no ignoring it. So off I toddled with my mate Relizza for a nice bit of frozen yoghurt. Our local joint is Yog, and with the first sniff of sunshine the queue's out the door and so are we.

Naughty enough to kick the sugar craving but saintly enough to avoid the guilt, frozen yoghurt really rings my bell. Current fave topping: berry coulis and milk choc chips. Dee-lish.

As we strolled reluctantly back to the office, a nice little over-the-sunnies peek of Mr. David Gandy  himself (even better in the flesh) had us giggling like school girls, how very Diet Coke break.

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I ♡ Alpines

Nice bit of nepotism, but even if she wasn't ma sista-from-another-mista I would still love this band and their music as much as freshly cut grass on a summer's day.

Alpines are only going to be the next BIG THING. With painfully addictive beats and a look that has you wishing you were a smidgen as cool/ hot/ amazing, they are already loved by the likes of Romy of the XX and Florence Welch - not bad company in the groupie gang.


Their new track 'GOLD' in collaboration with Craze & Hoax is out today, with a sweet sweet vid made by Catherine herself.

The single can be bought here along with other collaborations they've done with the likes of Maya Jane Coles and Dark Sky.


I think you might like them too.

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Finding the Fourth Wall

Having received this...

... on Thursday, I must admit that I was somewhat gazumped. After a little investigation, it seemed I'd (inadvertently) signed myself up for notification of the weekly location of the The Fourth Wall - London's only 'wandering bar'. But with a clue that had me turning my head left to right, blurring my eyes and googling like a mad woman in the hope of cracking it - it seems that B&H (the team behind other lovely vintage events like the Blitz party and Wyndstock) were keen for only the brightest of drinkers to make it to their pop-up.

With a leetle help on the puzzle solving (this drinker just couldn't cut it), I made a booking and met my friend Semma at Shoreditch High St overground. A hop skip and a jump found us being ushered into nothing more than a warehouse, corrugated roof and all. But as we got further in, a theatre set unfolded - a whole bar constructed within this dilapidated space; there for one weekend only before it'll be packed up and moved on elsewhere, with a whole new clue to solve and discover it.

Like it's sister bar, Bourne & Hollingsworth in Fitzrovia, The Fourth Wall is prohibition themed - the floral wallpaper, tasseled lampshades and cocktails in teacups making you feel like you've stumbled back to war-time and into someone's front room. 

The vibe was nice, mellow and understated. The cocktails strong - The Gatsby a favourite with vodka, promegranate, raspberry and fizz. But I couldn't help but feel a little under-whelmed. Whereas the charm of Bourne & Hollingsworth is it's intimacy and authenticity; the details of the artwork, upholstery and crockery impressive - this just fell a bit short. I loved the intrigue of the clue and the excitement of not knowing what we'd find at the revealed address, but what we found just didn't quite live up to the hype and it kinda felt like a pop-up for pop up's sake.

But no matter, my focus was more on my long lost friend. The rate-per-minute we were talking, we may as well have been down 'Spoons.

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A new joy

Having given up crisps (the obsession was getting out of control), I have now found an equally dangerous replacement.

Pitta chips. Dee-lish. Nice one Warburtons. 

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Friday Feeling

Friday afternoon - Sun, Spring and Greek. Yes.

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Hello sunshine

I am staring longingly out of the window, dreaming of summer... And whilst I may still be in tights, with skin the colour of concrete and my hair the muddiest of blondes, the blue sky and sparkling sunshine gives me hope that the seasons are a-changing.

I'm all for trips abroad, (old Ryan(air) and Sleasy(jet) considered two of my closest friends), but nothing beats the treat of a perfect British summer's day and these snaps from summers past have me feeling the sun on my face, the warmth in my bones and the pimms in my hand. Roll on, oh sweetest of seasons...

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