“Do you live here alone?” I yelled back over my shoulder as I fumbled with the door knob. What confronted me was the most outrageous bathroom I think I have ever seen in real life. “Don’t worry”, I mumbled as I counted the tooth brushes on the sink. We’d struck up a casual conversation in a pub round the corner from my cousin’s flat the previous day. As you do. She was a stylist. She had regaled me with tales of her home over a few pints. Did I want to see it? Have a coffee? I wasn’t prepared for this. “I suppose you wouldn’t mind if I moved in?” I asked shaking the water from my hands as I re-entered the kitchen.
An amazing town house close to Camden Town via locations firm Wilde and Watson.
So much REAL character in there. <3
like paint to a canvas, that magical combination of funk and beauty and of course an amazing eye!
Something here for everyone to love or hate … but never a snooze-fest that those tasteful, sterile spaces put me into.
My adorations: the antique scout portrait and large Napoli sepiatone in top photo, the more contemporary portrait (young Oscar Wilde, perhaps?) in the mirror reflection, pic 3, and in full frontal view, pic 4, and both the well-worn, inviting bedrooms.
And the red ceiling, OH!
WOW! I think I'd brave the miserable weather for this one. Love it love it love it
inspirational poetic .. living there … alone
Thoroughly quirky, thoroughly amazing!