First day.

First day at Selfridges, surrounded by people from all over the world. I eat lunch with an Asian fashion marketing student. She craves a career with a luxury brand. We share sushi from a rotating coveyerbelt in the heart of the most exciting and vibrant department store in the world. We wander through the endless floors afterwards, rejuvenated from the tuna in our bellies and the marvels of material and fabrics displayed around us. My new friend’s eyes sparkle as we wander through Louis Vuitton, then Prada, Christian Louboutin, Dior…

On my way home, I walk through the crisp streets of Marleybone. I daydream of the beautiful homes, imagining myself walking inside. Honey, I’m home. I pass a beautiful family of four, the mum in her Chanel flats and a furry coat. Two boys carrying their soccer balls, their tall father striding alongside. Sweet chic.