Happy Monday my friends!

I hope you have had a nice weekend. My weekends just seem to be getting better and better, this weekend not being an exception.

Went down to the Westbury on saturday night (despite the heavy rain I’d like to add). Was planning on a quiet night with no drinking just enjoying some quality tunes. Safe to say, it didn’t go as I planned… Due to my vodka loving Polish company, the vodka intake was a bit higher than anticipated. Nevertheless, MJ Cole played an incredible set, serving us tune after tune, proper setting the roof on fire. Everybody was dancing, even people I know never dance. One of the best “Download This” nights I have been to for a long time! (shout to Alex Phountzi from Bugz In The Attic / GreenMoney for putting on such a great night!)

Then Sunday arrived and I went down to Cargo to attend the Spin Doctors birthday bash/bbq. Oh man, what a perfect way to spend a sunday afternoon/evening!

The mood was on top, the vibes were amazing, and the DJ’s were incredible. I can’t remember the last time I went to an event where they played so many classic quality hiphop tunes! I especially like Kidkanevils set, EVERYBODY were getting down and singing along and feeling it. It put the biggest/silliest smile on my face ever haha. I love how good music can lift your spirits and make life seem 100 times better!

Now it is Monday and I feel a bit tired. But as they say, no rest for the wicked! There’s some pretty heavy stuff coming up this week! God I love summer in London!…

Afternoon friends!

It has been a very long weekend. Went to Claire’s engagement party at Village East in South London on Saturday evening. Got mildly drunk on all the free alcohol, chatted with some  nice random people and had a good laugh with Ravi & Victoria. Took a cab with Ravi to Cargo to attend the Brownswood Summer Bubblers party where Gavin, Ruth & Arvind were meant to be waiting for us. Missed a great performance by up-coming British songbird Rox, but managed to catch an outstanding performance by New York emcee Melo-X. After his performance I bumped into him outside whilst having a fag and ended up spending most of the night chatting away to his manager. Time kind of flew away, and we ended up going to the Brainfeeder event around the corner, where we blagged our way to a free entry. The event was held in some warehouse just off Curtain Road, the atmosphere and the crowd was crazy, and the music was wicked. Strolled home to get a cab in the wee hours of the morning.

I woke up the next day feeling rather rough. I had been invited to a BBQ just by the Camden Canal, so after having a shower and a coffee, I took the bus down. Ended up sitting outside in the sun with Sophie (who I invited down) having a pint of cider and a BBQ’d burger. Met Pawel and had a beer and a chat with him. Managed to get my act together around 8.30pm in the evening and went home, almost falling asleep on the bus.

Some minor sad/unhappy things happened as well that has gotten me a bit down. But I don’t think I really should be posting them here. However, all in all, apart from those, it was a great weekend!

I have been working in the Shoreditch are for almost 10 months now. As some of you might know (and agree/disagree with), it is kind of one of the (many?) “hip & trendy” places in London. 90% of the people you see around here look like they were taken from some kind of magazine, styled to the bone but (trying to) making it look like it is so effortless and that they just woke up and looked like that in the morning.

Now we all know that I am not the girliest of girls, and Im sure as hell not one of the trendiest, or prettiest, or thinnest of girls either. And as stupid and ridiculous as it might sound, being surrounded by all these people, especially some of the girls who give you that “oh my god the way you look makes me feel sick” stare when you pass them is really starting to get to me.

I had a very set and pre-made-up conception about this area before I started working here, and during the 3 years I had been in London for, I think I had come down to this area twice. Now that I have been here for a while, I have to admit that there are some pretty cool places around here. However, I still cant help feeling slightly out of place.

Every time I come to work, I get more and more self conscious about the way I look and what clothes I wear. I think I need to go on the Shoreditch diet, dont eat for like 4 months, lose like 10000 pounds, and spend my saved up food money on second hand/Brick Lane market/designer clothes, whilst practising that stare in the mirror, and who knows, maybe I’ll fit in here around Christmas time.

Just some random thought…