Its been a year already. The Willow Shoreditch, an unbelievably beautiful shop in Hoxton, London, owned by one of my closest friends, is a year old today. What I love the most is the attention to detail in everything he does. Nothing is over-worked and everything comes beautifully packaged. Apart from flowers, The Willow does great salad boxes feshly prepped each morning, super-tasty cakes and seriously good coffee. And let’s not forget the one off objects, unusual vases and special collaborations with graphic designers, artists and photographers. Definitely worth checking out.
92 HOXTON STREET, LONDON
BEEN A WHILE… QUITE A WHILE. AH, WELL, WHAT BETTER excuse to shake off the cobwebs, fold away the dust sheets and pull back the blinds than a spanking new store? LET THE F**cking light IN!
Those clever Swedes at ACNE unveiled their first Blighty-based store in London yesterday. Tucked away on Dover Street, a hop and a skip away from the eponymous Comme des Garcons mecca, are four floors devoted to selling ACNE. Just ACNE. Only ACNE. Yummm!
What I love about ACNE is that despite its cool aesthetic and edgy clothing that skirts the right side of not looking too try hard is that it has a sense of humour. Its, what the word, AFFABLE. Yes, that’s it. Its also affordable – not in a Primark buy the whole lot for a tenner kind of way but in a way that seems justifiable for a designer label. Quite modern. Clothes and accesories you can lust after but also not balk at the price tag.
I got roped in by that talented friend of mine at The Willow Shoreditch to help with the displays. Check this out: 5 ginormous floral “helmets”, oversized specs, bow ties and epaulettes bedecked in garden fresh blooms AND a gazillion of the hunkiest male models around. I didn’t think twice. This most definitely wasn’t work. No indeedy.
I especially liked the cut off shorts. So gay! Bless, those boys. I wouldn’t like to be in their Oxfords, facing fashion’s fiercest with a glass of something sparkly whilst wearing some sort of sixties bonnet covered in hydrangeas! Thumbs up!
PS. I also loved the Helmut Lang eagle sculptures on the top floor gallery space. How cool is that?
Check out my post on them from last December: “BLACK IS THE COLOUR”
ACNE 13 DOVER STREET
The Willow Shoreditch launched their rather great-looking site yesterday.Take a look: www.thewillowshoreditch.com Plug, plug…
Oooh er, what’s this I spy with my not so little eye? There’s a new shop opening in Hoxton Street at the end of the week – The Willow Shoreditch. Promises to be a modern florist cum petit café cum emporium of delectable bits and bobs pour chez vous. Will post pics later. The interior has been designed by the super-hip and very lovely Rupert Blanchard. Clever boy, he is, our Rupe. Looking good from what I’ve spied so far_
Just reading up on Ophelia and came across this in Wikipedia on Shakespeare’s Hamlet: “In Act 4 Scene 7, Queen Gertrude, in her monologue (There is a willow grows aslant the brook), reports that Ophelia had climbed into a willow tree, and then a branch broke and dropped Ophelia into the brook, where she drowned.” I wonder if I made a subconscious link between this post and the previous – The willow tree and drowning? Not on your nellie, T.D. Will drag you out ma self!