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When in Rome… and Pisa and New York…

6 May
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My trips this year to Italy and New York were unforgettable. A friend of mine says that you know you’ve been to a great city when you come back and forget the rain. She is so right. So less words, more pictures… I’ll just show you what it was in these beautiful cities that caught my eye.


Rome 2011

The Trevi Fountain blew my mind...

Rome in the Rain

Rome from the top of the Spanish Steps


The English Lit. nerd in me 🙂 The Keats Shelley Museum
A view from a bridge… Rome 2011
I’m singin’ in the rain…
The Palatine; where Emperors walked.
The Palatine Hill… Emperors walked here.
Pisa 2011

Wow. Just... Wow.


Central Park. New York 2011

How can the middle of the busiest city in the world be so peaceful?

Central Park Skyline

THE Cupcake from THE Magnolia Bakery
These streets will make you feel brand new…

Bloomingdale’s – My heaven.

GirlStillSeekingShoe xoxo

You Are What You Eat?

21 Apr

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When I was little, I used to think that everything I ate made a home in my stomach. Apples would grow into apple trees, icing would become wallpaper, bread would be a bed, and chips would be people. Etc etc. Like I said, I was little. Obviously, I don’t believe that anymore, but I still have a soft spot for pretty food, particularly cupcakes. My reasoning is that if you are what you eat, and you eat pretty food, you are pretty. This totally fits in with beauty being on the inside… it’s in your stomach!

My obsession only rocketed up a few levels when I started watching Ace of Cakes. But it skyrocketed when I visited Magnolia Bakery, in New York. First, I happened to walk past their stall in the Food Court at Grand Central Station. How could I not buy a slice of cheesecake for my mother?  Then, well, if I was there… they were written up in Vogue after all. And Vogue never lies.

So, I sat down with my double chocolate cupcake.


In the words of Katy Perry: “Boom, boom, boom.” Fireworks indeed. A veritable explosion of the taste buds, in fact.

To the annoyance of my family, I then loudly and continuously proclaimed that these were The Best Cupcakes In The World. I was attacked with “But you haven’t tried every cupcake in the world! You can’t say that!” and “Just come to Washington D.C, and I’ll show you the best cupcakes”. To no avail. Their words fell on deaf ears… I was a Magnolia Bakery convert.

 This was, however, by no means the beginning of my cupcake epiphany. I had always loved them, making it a ritual to buy one from the Selfridges Food Court (London) every Christmas and anniversary of my birth. Something about the candy-coloured icing – and, ohmylord, what a altitudinous swirl of icing – mixed with the soft cake underneath, in all the flavours under the sun… it got to me. For someone who had always loved colours, and pretty things, and being a girly girl, cupcakes were drops of paradise.

During that same trip to New York, several days after my “conversion”, we headed to the Rockefeller Centre. We passed some lovely shops, and then… I saw its cosily lit windows from down the block. Magnolia Bakery. The full-sized shop! No-one needed convincing really. My mother still remembered the cheesecake, my brother wanted a hot chocolate, my father knew they did eggless biscuits… I could call it fate (if I was so inclined). They were doing a charitable venture; purple cupcakes, proceeds go to Epilepsy Awareness etc. Well, purple happens to be my favourite colour, and there was one chocolate-based purple cupcake-with-a-daisy-on-top  left.

 Of course, I bought it. After taking about a thousand pictures and staring at it for a while, I savoured every mouthful.

Another thing about Magnolia Bakery… I would honestly recommend it as a tourist attraction. Not just for the cupcakes. Because  you can see them making the cupcakes in the window. The whole process if you wish. We stood there for about half an hour, just watching in awe as a baker filled the middle of the cupcakes with icing, and then iced the tops perfectly. The middle!

Another place that recently astounded me was the Selfridges Food Hall. I really hadn’t expected anything to have changed when I walked down there, so this display just blew me away:

The macaroons and meringues made me salivate, I am not joking. The excruciating part was, though, that I could not eat anything as I had just had a MAC make-over done for my night-out. *sob*

Of course, I could not let a post about pretty foods go by without an ode to the chocolate eclair. No, not the poorly wrapped sweet. The cake.


Now, this may not seem pretty to everyone, but following the theme of beauty on the inside…


Now also SeekingCupcakes,

GirlStillSeekingShoe xoxo