Showing posts with label lifestyle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lifestyle. Show all posts

Wednesday, 4 April 2018

Easter in Amsterdam 2018

I've been to quite a few places in Europe, but I've never been to Amsterdam...until now.

My boyfriend Stephen used to live in Amsterdam, so when he suggested it for our Easter getaway I knew I could get a real insight to the heart of Amsterdam.

Because we're not yet fully immersed into Spring we knew the weather would be hit and miss. So I didn't expect much, weather-wise. Nonetheless, I enjoyed what Amsterdam had to offer in regards to food, architecture and history. 


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On our first day we found a place called 'Vegan Junk Food Bar' that was a delicious restaurant that specialised in well, junk food...but without the meat and dairy. Just look at how incredible it looks because it tasted equally as good.

'Vegan Junk Food Bar'

Flowers

On yer bike...

 Herengracht





Cafe Brecht (As in Bertolt Brecht)


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What I really wanted to visit was the Rijksmuseum that housed the fruit of the world's most renowned artists, Van Gogh and Rembrant.

However, more than anything I wanted to see Petronella Oortman's Doll House because the week prior I had just finished 'The Miniaturist', a piece of fiction that borrows the real life of Petronella and her Doll's house. It was during her very own experience of witnessing this beautiful piece of art that inspired Jessie Burton to write the story. Such houses back in the 17th Century would have cost just as much as a normal house and was a way for the wealthy women in society to show off their collection, style and interior 'tastes'.

Inside the Rijksmuseum


'Self-Portrait' by Vincent Van Gogh




An example of a 17th Century cabinet/ Doll's house

Inside one of the Dolls' Houses

A close up of one of the rooms in Petronella Oortman's Doll's House

Petronella Oortman

Standard Doll's House

Rijksmuseum's photo of Petronella's actual Doll's house 

Where do I go now?


Sunday, 11 February 2018

New York City || Part I ||



I woke up in NYC on my 29th birthday, courtesy of my boyfriend. Never have I been in America let alone New York City.
Stephen told me that one of his top 5 moments of our trip was seeing my face when I looked out the window of our (Big Massive Chevvy) Uber on our way to the hotel.  I just couldn't believe it. After all the movies, all the songs, all the style, I was finally here. The Source from which everything derived; food, makeup, style, songs, film.

My post on NYC isn't so much about what we 'bought' or too much of us taking selfies among incredible sites so show ourselves in a majestic, visual context to emphasise the whole "Look where I am" to shock or impress (Don't get me wrong, there IS some of that). We actually just want to show you the real, more rustic and raw insight to New York. A New York experienced for the first time. 


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4th February 2018

I woke up to the infinite loop of my boyfriend singing 'Happy Birthday' followed by the reminder that  he was now my Toy-boy. I assured him that he only had 4 months to enjoy that novelty.

My darling friend Alyce was also in NYC during the time we were there, so it made my birthday extra special that we got to have brunch with her, a stroll along the streets, and a visit to  the infamous 'Magnolia Bakery' for an American size sweet fix.



Alyce & I

Rockefeller Centre

Rockefeller Ice Skating Rink

Magnolia Bakery





Bryant Park

The New York Public Library


Alyce enjoying her (exquisite) Banana Pudding

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Later that evening my boyfriend took me to dinner in 'Fig & Olive' on Fifth avenue. It was an absolutely DIVINE meal. It's a restaurant that specialises in Mediterranean cuisine, and therefore suited my Vegetarian diet.  I throughly enjoyed it, despite the jet lag hitting me like a brick wall during the main course. Hence an abrupt ending to the 'birthday' photos.






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5th February 

The next day we went to the Rockefeller Centre, right up to the observation deck. It was such a crisp, bright day which meant we had the most clear, unobstructed view of the city.














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Later that day we sauntered into 'The Plaza' (Excuse Us), looking more like Kevin from Home Alone than a guest. The lobby, smelling strongly of what I can only describe as a flower massacre, was sealed off for people checking in. We (I) 'oogled' at everyone coming and going, wondering if they were, (well hoping it'd be) Beyonce. (As If)





                                                                                        

We made our way to the National September 11 Memorial & Museum. It is something I'll never forget for as long as I live. The main feeling I had upon leaving was one of humility and honour. 
I felt profound honour to have been allowed to experience, indirectly, the pain of those victimised on 9/11. Obviously I won't put photos up of the damage we saw in the museum, nor would they do any justice in translating our experience. You have to experience it for yourself.



One World Trade Centre




February 6th

We stopped to explore 'Grand Central Station' on our way to the Chelsea Markets. It was colossal and grand, even if it is just a train station. ('Gossip Girl' fans will know why I wanted to see it too)








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We also got to stop by for a quick  peek into the Public Library. 

I.WAS.IN.MY.ELEMENT!

If I lived in New York I think I'd visit here everyday. Walking into the building feels like you're being transported into a dimension where all the eras and span of time that ever were have been calculated to co-exist in that very space, right there in Manhattan.









The Flatiron Building 


The Highline & SoHo

SoHo was a favourite of mine and Stephen's. We started the descent into SoHo via the 'Highline' which was an old railway track turned walkway and park

      

View from Highline

View from Highline



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MarieBelle

Our experience in 'MarieBelle' would almost warrant  an entire post of its own. 

Snuggled away in SoHo, MarieBelle was another one of those places that transformed you to a different place and time. This time we were in 1920s Paris, and drinking pure chocolate. After walking through the most delicate chocolate shop, reminiscent of the movie 'Cholat', we discovered  a little cafe in the back.

We immediately got a table, because who says "no" to chocolate in ornate little teacups and saucers?! 
We got straight to ordering, and in-between times the attentive chocolatier would come out with 'samples' of chocolate that were just made.

DELICIOUS!













Soho Style

It wouldn't be a trip to Little Italy without trying 'Lombardi's', America's oldest pizzeria (that don't serve chips I would later discover much to the amusement of my boyfriend when I asked "Do you have chaaaaps?" in my melodic Derry accent.)

My boyfriend has a penchant for pizza and so this was one of many in our 'pizza' crawl.



Beautiful Sights in Soho

No Chips


I hope you enjoyed that insight to our New York experience.

Part 2 will be coming very soon!


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