Moving to London


It was coming to August and I just knew I couldn't handle another winter in Newcastle, so I packed my bags and decided to move to London. As a kid, the only things I thought of London were the following: 1) Fashion, 2) Studying Fashion and 3) Shopping. Fast forward years later, I'm living in Shoreditch and not studying fashion. London was just around the corner and because I was unsure of the possibility of living and breathing fashion culture for three years in university, I decided to change  lanes. There's no freedom like when you are in a place where everything is new and exciting.

Despite moving to a completely new place for something that was not in my five year plan, I knew this was an opportunity not to be missed. I had never pursued my true interests but I decided to take a leap of faith and follow my gut (and have too many conversations with my family and friends). It just so happened that my instincts were undoubtedly there to be chased.

I needed to remove myself from an environment that wasn't inspiring to me anymore. I wanted a change, I wanted to immerse myself in my true interests, I wanted to work hard and have fun. I wanted to focus on what I wanted to do, not what I was supposed to do. 

I got a place on a one year course in a university that offered the opportunity to learn about human behaviour, culture and aspects within social science and humanities. It creates a perfect surface for specialising in one study. My health also played a huge part on where I was going to go but I don't regret my decision one bit. 

My ideal career in journalism has not changed but what I am going to invest three years of my life in has. My decision to take one year of study in a London university is one I don't regret. I believe everything happens for a reason and my pathway was not to force myself onto a degree I was not 100% satisfied with. 


As of now I am in my second semester and killing it but more importantly I know what I will be studying this coming September but, let's save that for another post. I've burst out of a tiny bubble and hopped into a city brimming with opportunity and I couldn't be more excited. 

Exploring Shoreditch




Until yesterday, if you were to ask me where my favourite spots in London are, I'd have probably said Hyde Park, down by the Thames and anywhere where there is a Franco Manca but after exploring Shoreditch I definitely have another favourite on my list. Perhaps it was the quirky people and crayon coloured walls, the cocktail bars on every corner or the fact they sell pizza bigger than my face. This scene is one I am so glad I stumbled upon and I can't wait to go back. For now though, to ease myself back into blogging I thought I'd whip up a colourful introduction to Shoreditch.





Stumbling upon Shoreditch's cobbled lanes seemed a little like a blogger's paradise. Box Park, Shoreditch is the epitome of everything quirky and colourful, it's almost refreshing to see so much freedom on brick walls. With the location being in the complete heart of Hackney (so much so it is a ten minute walk from accommodation) the exterior looking like an Instagram dream and the best breakfast in Spitalfields market, I couldn't be happier to have finally visited this gem.


   

Living in London for the past five-six months I thought we were spoilt for choice for pretty much everything and we definitely are but the selection surrounding Box Park and Spitalfields market is undeniably a location with some real gems. It's a total bubble of street food and independent fashion and one of the first places where I've ate a single slice of pizza larger than my head. 





Home to the best dressed and margarita on tap, Shoreditch is the heart of street. Fusing original concepts and planting individualistic business', you'd be hard pressed to not leave without wanting to come running back.


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