Mangetout does not mean ‘eat everything’
Rue du Pont is not French for ‘rude to point’
A scarf isn’t only for winter
Pain doesn’t hurt
…and butter is only at breakfast.
It doesn’t sound wildly tempting but if you are staying somewhere really rural with a glut of nettles, this is a fun thing to pick and make, it tastes good and, what’s more, you can almost feel it doing you good as you eat it. It’s also a lot better for me than my current French diet of cheese, bread and wine.
Rubber gloves are of course an extremely attractive pre-requisite (see my truly ridiculous getup below) as is a big shopping basket to collect the leaves. I lose serious points for wearing shorts but am at least sporting a pair of very sensible wellies. I thought I might have toughened up since childhood but, no. A nettle sting is still quite sore.
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I met Eva Rice at a wedding in England this Summer, meeting her only as Eva, initially. Once we traded proper names, I instantly let myself down by describing the cover of one of her own books to her, but failing to remember the title. There were wails of “Wait…wait…it’s beige with a dress on the cover, yes…I’ve half read it.” Nice. It was award winning and is called The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets (incidentally, and most probably before this uninspiring display took place, she kindly agreed to do a Day in the Life for Changmoh, so watch this space).
The long and short of it is that I am not that well read. To tell the truth, I’m not well read at all (Anna Karenina has sat on my bedside table for years and I’ve only read up to page 10).
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I’d love to say that I stumbled across this mother and daughter collaboration in Paris, where we nipped off to for a few days – sans enfants – because I did lots of research and am secretly VERY clever but, the truth is, they found me. Their shop was a stone’s throw from our hotel and I walked past it each and every morning. It looked intriguing, even from the pavement.
I love a really well cut, well fitting shirt. I don’t own nearly enough of them but I fell in love with Vaughan’s at first sight. With the cut of a man’s shirt but made for women, I instantly bought two and could do with a few more. In classic as well as bold colours, Vaughan only makes shirts and only makes them in silk. Sold online and delivered anywhere in the world for a flat fee, Lindsay’s shirts are underpinned by the idea of comfortable chic paired with laid-back luxury.
So without further a-do, please meet Lindsay Narain, founder and creative director of womenswear label Vaughan. Originally from the US, she has done a stint in Hong Kong and now lives in Singapore with her husband, son and dog.
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