Its been a LONG time coming, but we’ve finally moved into our apartment. I can’t lie, It feels amazing. A place to finally unpack. A place to make my own. A place to call home.

For those that know London, we’ve moved to Old Street. For those that don’t know London, we’ve moved to hipster central. This place is swarming with fucking hipsters. I could throw a cassette tape and hit three of them.. then another would jump out of no where and run off with it. Its not uncommon to be tickled by the odd neckbeard on the subway during peak hour. And the streets are awash with coloured flannel shirts. 

“Dirty Chicken” shops dot the corners ready to lure in unsuspecting victims looking for a greasy midnight feed. The area is sprawling with bars, filling even the most quiet of streets with life. Street art is cleaned and resprayed in a never-ending, mechanical cycle. 

I love it here.