A couple of weekends ago my friend and I went to Notting Hill to enjoy the autumn. I love areas of London like that, I have always had a dream of living in a tiny little London flat in a terraced house. I always imagined it to be super cosy with low lighting, cups of fragrant tea, knitted jumpers and reading with the sound of rain outside the window. Notting Hill reminds me of that area I saw in my dreams.
My friend and I indulged in some waffles with peanut butter - chocolate ice cream. We sat on some steps on the Portobello road and people watched.
I was rocking my favourite new accessory gifted by my lovely Hugo - my new woollen hat.
One of the shopkeepers was an adorable grandpa who was laughing at my silly ways of understanding how the old cameras work.
Maybe autumn isn't that bad after all.
Credit for the photos: Maria Dagyte