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Which 1930s Shoe designs would You wear today?

In I want... on February 21, 2012 at 10:01 am

The shoes above were published in the October issue of VOGUE in 1939 as a design for the House of Balenciaga. However, this pair and the rest of the shoes you are about to see in this article were actually designed by a little-known designer called Steven Arpad (1904-1999), who worked mostly anonymously throughout his life in Paris.

The only existing documentation of Arpad’s unusual work is held with the Metropolitan Museum of Art. The collection of prototypes made in 1939, is accompanied by an archive of his original design sketches which has made it possible for the museum to identify Arpad’s uncredited shoe designs for major fashion houses such as Balenciaga.

Which shoe designs would you wear today?

This shoe was actually designed for the theatre, but I’m taken with the prow-like rims that seem to be swallowing the foot. Comfy? Perhaps not.

I think these blue suede summer sandals are my favorite.

Notice the detail in the enclosing material which provides an integrated threading system for the laces.

Arpad refines the simple moccasin.

In a thoughtful twist, Arpad has used haired leather to coordinate thematically with a ram’s head– yes that’s a ram’s head on the heal. Unfortunately, at first glance, it looks like there’s gum stuck to the shoe.

The ‘Hooded heel’.

With thanks to the Metropolitan Museum of Art for these images.


I Dream of a Solex: The Brigitte Bardot Bike

In I want... on February 10, 2012 at 11:00 am

It’s come that time for me in Paris when the charm of the metro has been replaced by lingering unpleasant smells, usually coming from the crazy people trying to approach me almost every time I use it. I think it’s a rite of passage that comes after living in Paris for over a year.

And so, my attention and slight jealousy naturally turns to all those Parisian girls, zipping down the boulevards on their retro-a-go-go mopeds, ponytails sticking out from underneath helmets, wildly flapping about in the the wind.

However, this will never be me. Over my mother’s dead body will I ever be one of those girls “riding on two wheels of death” as she calls it. In Paris, you are either one of two people: one that drives a scooter or one that thinks scooters are the most dangerous things ever invented.

There could be a loop hole however…

Steve McQueen riding a Solex 3800

Brigitte Bardot on a Solex in 1971

I remember the first time I saw it on the Boulevard Saint Germain being driven by an effortlessly stylish French girl with a brown leather satchel strapped to the back. My eyes glazed over. It was a bicycle– but it had a motor. It looked brand new– but it had a distinctly retro air about it.

I yanked on my boyfriends arm and pointed, “What is it?”

“Oh that? It’s a Solex.”

Soolexxxx?! Wooow. And from that moment, my casual obsession began.

As it turns out, my nostalgic hunch had been right. My father had once spoken to us about a sort of powered bicycle he once owned in his youth.

“It had the power of a coffee-grinder but all the young people had one”, he remembered.

Later, for his birthday, I bought him a toy replica of his old Solex bike.

Although little-known and not the fastest of the bunch, the Solex is in fact a motoring legend and deserves a pretty important spot in the history of popular motorization. It was at one time a method of transport favored by movie stars such as Steve McQueen, Brigitte Bardot and Catherine Deneuve (pictured in the title image).

Steve McQueeen leans against his Solex 3800 which ran upto 100mph.

Conceived during the second world war by Frenchmen Marcel Mennesson and Maurice Goudard, the Solex was first marketed in 1946, when cars were just starting to make an appearance in Europe.

France was trying to rebuild itself in the bleak aftermath of the Second World War and needed an economic mode of transport that didn’t require too much energy. Unlike the new cars coming out, the Solex did just that, with prices lower than the minimum wage and a very low energy consumption. Italy may have had the Vespa but it was much more upmarket then and not nearly as affordable.

The original VéloSolex had a small 49cc motor mounted above the front wheel of a regular bicycle frame and had a speed limit of not much more than 30kph.

Selling over 8 million bikes, the Solex became an unexpected jewel of France’s post-war period, and a reflection of French development during the “The Glorious Thirty” years (Les Trente Glorieuses). With international success (marketed in 70 countries from 1959) Solex is a symbol of French cultural and industrial heritage.

‘And so you see Mum, with a Solex, not only would I be fulfilling the legacy of Dad’s youth, I’d be embracing my cultural heritage and awakening my French patriotism.’

It’s an argument in progress…

After the Solex founders died, the fate of the company begins to get a little hazy however, and in 1988 the manufacturing of Solex sadly ceased and ownership passed to other hands such as FIAT and Yamaha.

It wasn’t until 1993, that production resumed for almost a decade under a Hungarian company called Impex who bought all the original tools from Yamaha.

The ‘new’ Solex was not a replica but in fact an original 1946 model, the only difference being that it was fitted with a more current power unit. The simple engine was modified to a 49cc single-cylinder that ran on unleaded fuel and a tiny oil ratio of only 2-3% oil.

The bad news is that since 2002, Impex has ceased manufacturing the original Solex bikes as a result of debt from preceding management and eventually went into liquidation.

The good news is that this means the original Solex is now a bit of a rare collector’s item.  And you know how much I love to have stuff that nobody else has.

I guess you could start looking on eBay.

In 2005 however, a French group called CIBLE, repurchased the Solex and VeloSolex trademarks and announced partnership with Italian designer Pininfarina to make a new electric powered E-Solex, honoring its older brother in design.

And so this is the Solex as we know it today…

Here are the facts:

It’s an eco-friendly bike that runs up to 33 kPH and weighs approximately 35 kg (77 lb). The electric Motor functions without noise or gas emission on a lithium-ion battery that can provide power for approximately 30 km and be recharged within 3 hours at any standard electrical connector. Like the original model however, if you run out of juice or you want to get a bit of exercise going up that hill, you always have the option of just using the pedals like a normal bicycle. This is what I like most about the Solex– it’s dual purpose.

It retails at around 1150 euros or less depending on the model and costs next to nothing to insure. A license is not required to drive the e-Solex, however a protective helmet is.

It’s nice to see the story of the Solex, which started more than 60 years ago, continuing into the 21st century.

In a city like Paris, where there isn’t much emphasis on being particularly punctual (you know joie de vivre and all that), I think 30kph would suit me just fine. I could still zip through the horrific traffic jams that plague the city at rush hour; I could even technically stick to the designated pavement bicycle lanes to appease my poor mother.

And ofcourse most importantly anything Brigitte Bardot did … I must at least attempt.


And something a little more racy for the boys…?

The fixie bike has seen its day and it never looked this cool anyway.

Enter Derringer bespoke cycles, whose inspiration comes from a deep admiration of the boardtrack racers of the 1920’s.

“Made at the intersection of  nostalgia and adrenaline”, the Derringer is based on a dual chain set up, one chain is powered by a motor that will take it’s rider up to 180 miles on a single gallon of fuel, while the other is powered by a set of bicycle pedals and man power. The 50cc engine can zip you around town at around 35mph.

Made by hand, the Derringer name is a salute to the fine craftmanship of Derringer pistols.

” For the discerning rider, it is the next generation motorbike.”

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You Want Food Porn? I’ll Give you Food Porn

In I want... on January 23, 2012 at 6:30 pm

It’s come to my attention that whenever I post pictures of food on my blog’s Facebook page (which you should definitely be a fan of) without fail, people always make comments.

I’m assuming either I have very good taste in desirable foods or readers are just always hungry.

So perhaps we share similar tastes in food, but what about the rest of the world? Before we get to the really naughty, gewy, down-right dirty stuff, let’s take a look at what the rest of the global workforce grabs on-the-go for lunch ….

Because what the hell else is there to do on a Monday?

Street Food Around the World

Japan: Fried Spaghetti


China: Soup Dumplings

Starfish on a stick


India: Cucumber whales


Cambodia: Steamed dragon fruit buns


Chile: Waffle Dog


Turkey: Fried Clams on a stick



Traditional Breakfasts Around the World



And now what you’ve been waiting for: Today’s Food Porn Picks

Grilled Soft Cheese with Thyme, Honey and Fresh Figs

Recipe here


Classic Pesto


Parmesan Knots

Recipe here



Recipe here


Cold Cucumber Soup

Recipe here


Fresh Spaghetti / Prawn / La Quercia Speck / Shellfish Cream Sauce

Recipe here


Roasted Red Onions with Pomegranate Gremolata

Banh Mi with Pork Meatballs

Recipe here

Roasted Potatoes with Minted Spinach Pesto
Breakfast Pizza


Recipe here


Peanut Butter Cheese ball

Recipe here


Riesling Strawberry Slushy
Cookie Dough

Monster Smoothie

Recipe here


Oreo Cookie Popcorn

Recipe here


In the classic vein of “Why Not?”, here is a short clip that showcases Brad Pitt eating food.



Art is Peanut Butter

The Sweater that’s so cool, it doesn’t even exist yet.

In I want... on January 13, 2012 at 2:40 pm

Warning: this is not a fashion trend, this is an internet meme. Before you get too excited about these bad boys, I have to inform you that as cool as they are, sadly the quickest way to get your hands on one of these printed sweatshirts would probably be to have it made yourself.

As of now, the ultra-nostalgic sweatshirts are nothing more than photoshopped designs, created by a couple of quirky kids with a blog that’s going viral (you may have seen these around if you do a lot of blog browsing). Appropriately named ‘‘, the website has been inundated with requests to buy their pop-art designs. While the site’s FAQ section says they’re hoping ‘to start selling some of these in the future, but nothing’s been decided yet’, I suspect they’re having a hard time working out how they’re going to get around that whole copyright issue staring them in the face.

As I imagine that’s a fairly tricky issue to tackle, I’m going to go ahead and buy myself a plain sweatshirt and take it to the printers a.s.a.p! Here are my favourites … help me decide please…

A Good, Hard Look at 2011

10 Things to Do Before You Die/ Kick the Bucket

In I want... on December 7, 2011 at 2:54 pm

Cursed with clumsiness, I’ve accepted the fact that I will probably meet my end in a very unsensational manner– perhaps tripping up on a piece of Lego®, hopefully much later in life. With this in mind and suffering from an insatiable travel bug I picked up somewhere last summer, my attention has turned this week to 10 things I’d most like to see and do before I trip on that piece of Lego….

1. Attend the Burning Man Festival



The Burning Man is a week-long annual event held in the Black Rock Desert in northern Nevada, attended by 50,000 participants from around the world. A temporary community is erected in the middle of the harsh and remote environment, promoting art, absurdity, revelry, self-expression and radical self-reliance. There are no rules except one very important commitment– “leave no trace”. Despite the huge number of visitors and structures that effectively form a temporary city, both event organizers and participants strive to leave the area as if untouched and in better condition than before their arrival to prevent any long-term impact on the environment. I won’t go any further than this in explaining the event to you– it is said that trying to explain what Burning Man is to someone who has never been to the event is a bit like trying to explain what a particular color looks like to someone who is blind.


2. Take a Bath somewhere Spectacular

Pamukkale, Denizli Province, Turkey

The city contains hot springs and travertines, terraces of carbonate minerals left by the flowing water.


3. Wake up on a Beach

Bubble Tree is an innovative idea that came from French designer, Pierre Stephane Dumas. Available to hire at sites across France (or available to buy) the transparent bubble offers all the comforts of home while experiencing some truly memorable and beautiful moments in the middle of nature. “Having a night under the stars or seeing the sun rise and set is not something that many people experience anymore,” says Pierre.


4. Watch Flamenco Dancing in Seville

If you have not witnessed the art of flamenco dancing, it is truly a spiritual experience not to miss out on. Seville holds its Bienal de flamenco on alternate years, between September and October. During these two important festivals most of the top names in flamenco (watch out for the first Lady of flamenco, Sara Baras), along with many of the local artistes will perform at the many recitals that are staged in different venues in the city.


5. Eat Lobster at the Rock Restaurant in Zanzibar

The Rock is an extraordinary seafood restaurant in the island of Zanzibar in East Africa. Depending on the tide, you can go walking, swimming or even by boat. There, the seafood is always fresh. If it´s in your plans to stop there, book early, because the restaurant only has place for fourteen.


6. Drive Through Route 66 in a Vintage Mustang

The road trip of all road trips. Don’t bring a map, just follow the road through the great U.S of A.

And yes, I know that’s not a Mustang in the picture.


7. Horseback ride to Paradise

Caño Cristales, Columbia

Also knows as “the river that ran away from paradise,” a sight that could have inspired Disney’s Fantasia, the only way to access the sight is via horseback. A few weeks from September through November, you can take a swim in the river that transforms itself into a living rainbow due to the algae produced colors like fuscia, red, yellow, green and blue at the bottom of the riverbed.


8. Get to Know an Animal that’s Not your typical Housepet


9. Get a good view.

I love abandoned towns and cities and this site located 2,430 metres above sea level would probably top my list if I ever had the chance to visit.  On a mountain ridge above the Urubamba Valley in Peru, Machu Picchu (Old Mountain) is believed to have been built as an estate for the Inca emperor Pachacuti (1438–1472). Often referred to as “The Lost City of the Incas”, if you’re going to pick one historical site to visit in the world, this should probably be it.


10. Smoke a Cigar in Cuba.

Escape to this island of the past. Live out all your retro fantasies, tell no one you’re there, stay for two weeks, get to know the locals, sip cocktails and of course, smoke a cigar.

D.I.Y Trend: Bleach the Crap out of Your Denim!

In I want... on November 7, 2011 at 2:51 pm

Bleach. Most of the time we’re afraid of the stuff. But now thanks to Dries Van Noten’s recent inspiration (below left), we can dunk our jeans like a big old donut into that bucket of bleach and voila; a new life for those old jeans you didn’t know what to do with.

There’s something about the white with the denim that feels oh so pure and simple…

Yep that’s right….

Bucket + Bleach + Dunking = New Trend.

Also seen…

D.I.Y Painted Trouser Tips!

Golly, this represents everything your mother never let you do as a child…

As demonstrated by those crafty little fashionistas at HonestlyWTF, you’ll need some fabric or acrylic craft paint, masking tape and a brush…



3 Unisex Winter Coat Styles

1. Bold Blazors

Above, PolitBuro; Below Cantarelli (suit makers for Ralph Lauren)


2. Penfield Down Jackets

Shop Penfield’s winter collection here

Shop women’s on Asos


3. Fur Collared “English Gentleman” Coat

From the Kooples

Teal coat with collar from Asos



Italian Grandparents are like SO on Trend

This cute little video was put together by Sicily’s first fashion outlet village which opened this fall. Marketing at its most charming!



The Girl with the Sunglasses

Meet Giorgina Tordini. She’s ridiculously beautiful, stylish, bla bla bla.

Okay, I’ll give it to her– she’s a finely crafted specimen of It girl.

You might also be thinking… From where oh where are those sunglasses she’s pimping?

New brand on the scene, Illestreva, with a celebrity following that could fill a bus (Gaga, Chung, Bosworth, Beyonce etc) are handmade in France with materials such as bamboo, wood, titanium and natural buffalo horn.



Support the Coze!

There’s nothing more appealing about winter style than the comf & cozy factor.

Boyfriend & Girlfriend Scarves

This winter, boyfriend and I are sharing/ stealing (whatever you want to call it) eachothers’ scarves…

So far no arguments!

Get cozy with Maison Scotch


Granny Knitted Me…

Free People

Nothing says comfort like knits that look homemade…

Isabel Marant




The Tweed Run in New York

This year, Ralph Lauren’s new label Rugby hosted New York’s first Tweed Run. Did the new Yorkers do better than the Londoners? See for yourself…



So When Can I Dress like Zorro’s Girlfriend and Not look like a Complete Tool?

All I want in life is to look like one of these magical Mexican bad ass heroines that fashion editorials keep drawing inspiration from. Okay, maybe it’s not my main priority in life but damnit I want one of those Zorro hats and I want one now!

Only problem is…where the hell do you wear an outfit like this?

Left: Maria Felix, Mexican film actress "La Dona"

Possible scenarios:

A) On a ranch in Mexico

B) Tequila night

C) To Taco Bell

Paris vs Topshop: The Conspiracy

In I want... on October 5, 2011 at 11:11 am

As much as I love this city, it’s incomplete.

Day after day, I arise from my bed, open my French windows, take a deep breathe, smelling the balmy Parisian air and smile.

And then I remember. I will not be going to Topshop today. Like all the days before, today will be void of the British high street fashion chain that once brought me so much consumerist joy. For Paris, is not home to Topshop.

Alas, I’ve come to accept it.

But then yesterday, everything changed. A friend informed me he had spotted a pop-up shop for Topman (Topshop’s men’s line) in the Printemps department store in Paris. My palms began to sweat as I dialed the number of the store to get the full story. ‘If there’s a Topman in Paris, there has to be a Topshop, there’s just gotta be’, I thought to myself, rocking back and forth…

As it turns out, only the boys have been deemed worthy enough of Topshop’s presence in Paris and no women’s line has yet to find its place at Printemps or anywhere else in the country. Why the oppression? Who is behind this conspiracy?

I decided to stop being a victim and to start asking questions.

Posing as a [very serious] freelance journalist putting together a feature article on the growth of high street fashion in Paris, I emailed the fashion group’s press office asking, “Can you shed any light on the reasons why Topshop has stores in locations such as Slovenia and Iceland and not in Paris?”

Their response was as follows from PR manager, Mark Kean:

I’m afraid until the feature is commissioned we would be unable to get time from someone out of their schedule to commit. If you could let me know once it is confirmed then I can see who might be available. 

Okay so they blew me off and my ‘hard-hitting’ questions. [I really thought I was going to get an exclusive scoop there, didn’t I?!]

But why the tip-toeing? Why such commitment needed to answer such a simple question?

Smells like there’s a bit more to it. Quite clearly, there are no plans to open in France in the near future otherwise their response would have been a simple, ‘we plan to open branches in Paris within the next…’.

There are news articles and press releases on the internet from 2009 announcing that Topshop would be opening stores in Paris and Milan. No such openings ever happened.

And we can’t blame it on the recession because we all know high street fashion is good for these penny-pinching times.

More than ever, French fashion magazines are heavily featuring Topshop products on their pages (but the tempted reader would have to pay overseas shipping costs if they actually wanted to buy) and making cross-channel Topshop day trips via the Eurostar is now becoming a common commute for franco-fans of the brand.

So what is the real reason for its absence in Paris? Why have other high street giants like H&M made it onto the Champs Elysée and not Topshop? Have they been barred? Do they not like the French? If it means going undercover and undergound, I will get to the bottom of the Topshop conspiracy in Paris. To be continued…

An Avant Garde Social Life

I think it’s safe to say that the habit of capricious shmoozing and boozing is quite common amongst the jeunesse in Paris. If you’re a Parisian/ honorary Parisian, you might agree that weeknight ‘aperos’ with the unchanging casual dress code and the same faces at the same local bars and cafés– can sometimes get a little monotonous. Sure, it’s all about the bohemian life in Paris, but what if I wanted an excuse to put on a pair of heels once in a while, slip into a little black dress and sip champagne?

Excuse found.  Avant-Garde is a new art circle in Paris, founded by a group of expats over at the Musee d’Orsay that I’m very keen to rub shoulders with when they burst onto the social scene this October. For young art lovers, aged 21-40, Avant-Garde will be hosting rather exclusive art-related parties at venues across town, starting with their wine-tasting launch party on October 11th at Ô Chateau.

Encouraging productive and fruitful mingling at cultural events rather than chez your local watering hole, count on flowing champagne to compliment a private Picasso viewing, hors d’oeuvres at exclusive venues like Sotheby’s Paris and most importantly, a reason to wear that little black dress.

If you don’t know jack about art, even better– you get to learn something. Your lack of ‘expertise’ can be the source of charming conversation starters for the entire evening, such as, “Why is that awful sculpture worth so much damn money?”

Psssst! These events also happen to be kind of ideal dating pools! 

Tickets €23 per person for the launch party or find out how to become a young patron member here

Yoga in French

Somehow I’ve got the idea that I need to take up yoga this winter. As if entering a foreign environment filled with flexible, overly-healthy people isn’t daunting enough– I’ve decided to do it with Parisians. How do they say ‘downward dog’ in French anyway? Well luckily for me, I’ve come across a charming little yoga centre in the 6th arrondissement which has daily classes in english (presumably with a bunch of unhealthy out-of-shape english people … right?– Yeah totally). Okay, I know, I know, I should be immersing myself and taking the French classes. But I really believe there are just some things you don’t do with the French. Like camping … (don’t ask).

Interested in taking up yoga in Paris?

Le Snooze Bar

This next little Paris tip is right up my street. I remember those afternoons in the office when I was supposed to be working on an editorial but found myself working harder on keeping my eyes open. I can also recall the numerous techniques I mastered during my school days of how to look like you’re not asleep but in fact deep in concentration. A little business venture in Paris has taken this very common problem and found a solution. Zen nap bar is a bar where, no kidding, you can go and take a nap. At €12 for 15 minutes, you can take refuge on massaging bed of jade stones or a relaxation chair cradled in subdued light and soothed by soft music.

ZEN Nap Bar
29 passage Choiseul, Paris 2nd
Tel: + 33 (0) 1 71 60 81 55


Paris Fashion Week … it is what it is

Okay so I know I said I was going to do a part deux of my Paris fashion week adventures. Unfortunately, it just wasn’t as eventful as I thought it would be. Surprise, surprise, fashionistas competed for the most ridiculous outfits, models managed to walk in a straight line and VOGUE Japan editor, Anna Della Russo still thinks she’s twenty-one. I couldn’t even tunnel my way into the one fashion show that was remotely interesting (the entire front row at Balenciaga fell on their butts when the bench collapsed). Oh well. I took a few snaps so I might as well show ’em off. Here ya go…

Spotted some cool accessories… 

a new breed of boys attending fashion week …

mixing high fashion with tattoos and a dose of bad ass …

Street style illustrators replacing street style photographers?

front row doing … whatever the front row does… 

models …. modelling 

and ofcourse, someone had to show up in a gold tin foil cape… 

These Are a Few of My Favorite Things

In I want... on July 20, 2011 at 8:41 am

The weather in Paris at present is pretty pants.

I’m having a rather lacklustre week so far, staring out of the window more often than I should be and wishing I was on holiday already. It would also dandy if everyone immediately ceased posting their beach holiday snaps on Facebook until I have gone on mine. Appreciated.

So. What do we do when we’re feeling slightly less than tip top?

Well we watch The Sound of Music naturally (if you haven’t seen this childhood classic… what–is–wrong–with–you?) and we take Frauline Maria’s advice and think about a few of our favourite things…

Okay fine. You got me (again).

I couldn’t come up with a real topic for today’s post so this is what you get. A MessyNessy mish-mash. Be grateful that I’m even blogging in this weather.

Mid-July, seriously?

Anyway. Now I realize what floats my boat may not be the same thing that floats yours.

But seeing as this is my blog, and you’re reading it, I’m guessing we might have a thing or two in common…


Typography. It’s all around us. I don’t know why we don’t appreciate it more. Especially vintage typography. It can make a world of difference from a school paper to consumer packaging to wall decoration in the home… bla bla bla. Look, it’s just really cool okay. I don’t know why.

I’ve already raved about the Paris EF promo video featuring gorgeous French typography (click here if you missed it)

Here is the one for Barcelona, which makes your heart feel equally as fuzzy…

Either you get it or you don’t.


Men in Bright Colours

Oh don’t these boys just do it so well.


Twinkle Light Garden Parties

I’m pretty sure this is how I want my wedding to go down.


Guerrilla Street Art

I love it when I’m rushing down the street, totally consumed by getting from A to B and something unexpected like this stops me in my tracks, slows me down and gives me back my joie de vivre…

French artist Juliana Santacruz is on a mission to decorate the Parisian pot holes of Belleville. See more of this artist

Another French artist, Sandrine Estrade Boulet has hundreds of these little creations all over Paris. See more of this artist


Spanish Lace

Also known as ‘sexy senorita lace’.


Cosy Alcove Beds

Is there any other way you would want to sleep than in your own little cave of comfort? Really? No, I didn’t think so.


Basket Bags

My growing collection. A new obsession is born.


The History Channel


An unexpected guilty pleasure.


Arty Cookies

Um…. yum.

That is all.

You know it’s going to be that much yummier when it’s shaped into a shoe.


Swimming Pools to Salivate Over

In I want... on June 28, 2011 at 11:47 am

The Icebergs in Sydney

This is a little inconsiderate of me.

Posting an article on the world’s most alluring swimming pools right smack in the middle of a summer heatwave.

While that little drop of sweat rolls down your forehead and plops onto your work desk. Not terribly kind of Nessy is it?

Well tough.

I’ve been hibernating inside for the last 48 hours, decorating my room with no less than three high speed, top-of-the-range fans, evian body spray at the ready, and I want to talk about swimming pools.

I want to talk about that turquoise infinity pool that isn’t on my balcony.

At this point, I would gladly drink pool water. Chlorinated and all.

For those of you that think this kind of heat is fantastic? I hope you melt. For those of you on summer vacation already with a swimming pool at your doorstep? I hope your swimsuit falls off when you jump in.

Sorry. But I’m really hot.

 It’s not a mirage. Every cottage at the Singita Sasakwa Lodge in Tanzania boasts its own private infinity pool that looks out onto the vast plains of this East African nation.


It looks like a swimming pool of cranberry juice doesn’t it? Or fans of Jaws can enjoy the optical illusion of the red tiles in the pool at the Library Hotel in Koh Samui…which, when planted next to the whitest Asian sands, makes for quite a colour combo.


Badeschiff or “bathing ship” is the most unusual swimming pool in Berlin. It is an old cargo container converted into a pool on Spree River. During the summer it is an outdoor pool with the beach, bar and DJs. In the winter the whole thing is covered, and a few extra saunas are added.


The calm, emerald-green swimming pool is floating above the Ayung River valley in Bali’s lush foothills. The pool’s home is the Alila Udubu resort, Payangan, a traditional Balinese hill village, near Ubud.


Art-Deco lovers eat your heart out.


 An infinity style pool that does what infinity pools were made to do; give you the illusion of a pool that drops into the sky.


Before the Playboy suite in Las Vegas did it, this swimming pool projecting eight feet over the sidewalk was around since 1927, designed by a famed architect, Adam D. Tihany.


The deepest indoor swimming pool in the world at 33 meters (105 feet), you can get a variety of scuba certifications at this amazing, solar-heated pool. Plus, the water is so warm you don’t need a wetsuit!


At 200 metres high, this is one swim you probably wouldn’t forget..


But the award for the most unforgettable pool has to go to a natural pool. The Devil’s swimming pool, Victoria Falls.


I suggest you go and splash some water on your face now, you know, to get back to reality.

And whatever you do, don’t go near one of these…

Take Me to Louisiana

In I want... on June 17, 2011 at 10:35 am

Friday Photostory

Of all the holiday destinations, I had to go and pick Louisiana.

(Somedays I wonder if I really am just being a bit too ‘kooky’ for my own good).

Maybe it’s that old French influence in New Orleans, maybe it’s the fact that I find thick southern accents absolutely mesmerizing, or maybe it’s the fact that I’ve just started obsessively watching, episode after episode of the hit HBO series True Blood, coincidentally, filmed and set in the glorious state of Louisiana.


But it’s not what it looks like.

You see, studying American History in high school, the only parts I ever found interesting were the ones that took place in the deep south.

What we [snobby] Europeans generally tend to think about the deep American south is that it’s a land of backwards culture, hicks & rednecks, slave heritage, vast & eerie swamps, spooky old plantation houses, voodoo practice and all that stuff.

And well, we would probably be right. And that’s exactly why I want to go.

Their ‘backwards culture’ is in fact incredibly rich, their history and their pride even more fascinating; more diverse than any culture you could find in Europe.

We love bashing American rednecks. It’s a European hobby almost; someone to laugh at.

And yet we love our copycat American diners, decorated with honky tonk memorabilia, serving classic American breakfasts. We pay thousands for crocodile leathers and oh boy, do we love the blues…

I think it’s time we stopped being so ignorant ourselves and took a good look at what we’re missing …


These images are a selection from the following sources: Immune Media, Jawsnap Photos, Charles Martin Photography, Pompo Bresciani Photography, and The New York Times

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(I get the distinct feeling I should be getting paid for this…)