If you’ve followed me for awhile now, you would know that I am obsessed with Little India in Singapore. India is undoubtedly one of my dream destinations, the culture baffles me and I love a good curry with naan. I’ve shot several times in different parts of Little India- it’s definitely one of the more livelier parts of town. I love the spirit and energy of the local people, a lot of whom are migrant workers who come for a taste of back home. Singapore’s Little India is probably the closest you can get to real India and although it is a Tamil-concentrated commercial zone, it is full of bright lights, scents and colours from different places of worship and and endless amount of local Singaporean hawker food. With Singapore constantly urbanising, I hope that Little India will never change and I hope that if you’re in Singapore, even if you’re a local, spend an afternoon or evening there and absorb the culture and flavours this little part of town has to offer.
In the spirit of summer, I thought I would share these images shot when Bryant and I visited Kew Gardens at the beginning of summer a few months ago. London was finally warming up and we decided to make the trip down, only to be welcomed by faulty trains and a horrible journey on replacement buses. Took us 2 hours from central London before we finally made it! We got there rather late so the £15 entry fee really didn't seem appetising at that point but it was nevertheless so beautiful. I loved the observatories and cactus gardens, and for the first time in months, probably broke abit of a sweat while I was there. It felt great and was a lovely afternoon well spent with my partner in crime.
My advice if you're going down to Kew is to go early- make the £15 worth it, the garden is huge and there is so much to see but we sadly was there just 2 hours before closing time. The gardens are open daily throughout the year except during Christmas Eve and Christmas day, so it is the perfect escape from the hustle and bustle of the city.
I made a trip to Mayfield Lavender Farm after months and months of waiting for lavender season to come back since chancing upon it last year. Iris and I found ourselves running through the endless field of lavender and unfortunately, freaking out about bees. We bought lavender home to dry and overall it has been one of my favourite summer weekends in London. I spent the weekend cooking and feasting on so much food with Iris and we danced and sang in the car en route to the farm with our driver, Bobby, who ended up going into the field with us to take our photos. The past couple of weeks have been great, I’ve finally learnt to let go and take each day as it is. I feel a lot healthier now mentally and emotionally. I try not to think too far ahead and take things as they come. It’s been full of surprises so far and I’m filled with gratitude by the end of each day.
Mayfield Lavender Farm only opens a few months a year, Lavender season is slowly coming to an end so if you’re in London, you probably have about 3 weeks left to see this beauty for yourself! I highly recommend it, though it’s rather inconvenient to travel to. The farm is located at Croydon Lane, Banstead Surrey, SM7 3BE and is open daily from May 30th to September 20th.
So my two weeks in Singapore flew by way quicker than I ever could imagine and it was one of the most intense 2 weeks of my life. I didn’t realise how much I had missed being home and the convenience of it all allowed me to really go crazy. Drunken nights and not remembering how I got home the night before and just a genuinely good time all around with friends and family. I was exhausted but I absolutely loved being home on a ‘holiday’. But ‘home’ made me also realise how much I had taken for granted with all that I had and how much harder things are in London. Singapore is easily one of the safest places to live in and I know that I will be fine even if it means to being out and about at 4 in the morning. My time there was also mentally very straining because I was reminded a lot about the uncertainty I was facing, with every person I met, I was asked about the future and it wasn’t something that was avoidable. It was a very frustrating feeling- I wanted to talk about it to feel better but I also knew that there was nothing me or anyone could do to change my circumstances. The two weeks made me focus a lot on positivity and embracing the best out of everything that I got. I was nervous, there was a lot of fear about the future but things slowly got better when I made it a point to be the most positive version of myself and think the best out of everything. Coming back to London was another nightmare on it’s own and last week was one of the toughest weeks I’ve had to go through mentally but this city humbles you and it makes you work for the things you want and care about. Whatever matters is I’m back and I’ve never felt better.
The past couple of weeks made me realise one thing which really is the reason why I’m writing all of this in the first place- a friend of mine told me that at certain times in our lives we start to feel lost, and everything seems to just crumble apart no matter how hard we try to stay positive and look at the better side of things. But the thing is, the moment we let go and let God or any higher power you might believe in, take control, and take things one step at a time, you’ll realise that everything will eventually fall into place. It is very humbling not being able to be in control of your circumstances and your life. Being the sort of person who is used to being in charge, letting go taught me how much I needed to stop obsessing everything and simply allow life to happen. Trust God and really, go forth everyday