THE HOME OF BOHEMIA

We've spent a week (which felt like the longest winter of our lives) packing up every button, bit of thread and fabric scrap we own in old West London. 

Our sources whispered about a workspace East- (we don't mind where we sleep but where we sew is a different story)

And so we lept across town in a caravan of sorts, and  plunked all of our worldly possessions into our new studio.

A new home for Bohemia, for Panier and Alix & Claire.

Unpacking was a total bummer, but we were more excited than kids on Christmas, 

(hey-ho Shoreditch, we're HERE!)

So we got stuck in properly like pigs in mud to bring it together.

 If we needed a break from the monotony of making house, we contented ourselves with one of the views. Roof Terrace or Park? (Oh so spoiled are we)

 WE'VE GOT AN AWFUL LOT OF STUFF.

BELOW, FEATHERS COLLECTED FROM IRELAND, A HAND CARVED FROM GRAPHITE AND A PORTRAIT OF OUR GRANDMOTHER:

 We're still unsure of how it all happened.

But we learned a long time ago not to question the universe. 

(We just dress up and show up and go with it)

 A week ago we were practically homeless 

(in the most romantic sense of course!)

and now we have a new HQ.

(Wahoo)

 Our offices are open for bohemian business and other antics.

make an appointment here

THE FAR EAST

IN GENERAL, WE ARE REPELLED BY GROUP ACTIVITIES AND GATHERINGS. SO TAKING THE TUBE ON A SATURDAY MORNING TO EAST LONDON DIDN'T EXACTLY EASE US INTO THE WEEKEND.

WE GOT A LITTLE NEW YORK ON THAT JOURNEY, STOMPING AROUND IN BIG BLACK BOOTS, ARMED WITH COFFEE, DESPERATE TO GET ABOVE GROUND AND ONTO MARKETS AND WANDERING.

AND FINALLY WE EMERGED TO A MOODY SKY,

HELLO EAST LONDON.

AS IF WE NEEDED FURTHER ARGUMENT TO TAKE UP RESIDENCE ON A BOAT,

HOUSEBOAT BOHEMIA HEAVEN, BONJOUR.

TYPICAL MARKET BITS, SOME CONFECTIONARY, ABOVE, 

AND A TEENY TINY LITTLE GROUPIE COAT DESTINED FOR A PINT SIZED PENNY LANE:

WE WARMED OURSELVES OVER SOME MINT TEA, AND WANDERED OVER TO THE COLUMBIA ROAD WHERE WE FELL MADLY AND DEEPLY IN THIS PLACE

WE SAW ONE OF THESE SEATS IN THE WINDOW, AND NEARLY FAINTED. VICTORIAN CHAIRS RECOVERED IN WHITE SILKSCREENED VELVET.

IS THERE ANYTHING MORE DECADENT THAN WHITE VELVET?

NO MY FRIENDS, THERE IS NOT.

AND JUST TO ROUND THINGS OFF, SOME INSANELY COOL DOGGIES CRAFTED FROM WOOL. TANNER AND LAWSON IS ALL ABOUT WHIPPETS, WHICH IS FANTASTIC BECAUSE WE'RE PRETTY SURE WE MIGHT HAVE BEEN ONE IN PAST LIFE.

GO AND VISIT THEM, THE DARLING JONATHAN WILL CHARM YOU TO PIECES.

JUST DON'T BUY OUR CHAIRS PLEASE.

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