i’ve been missing jolly old londontown. it’s definitely one of my favorite cities, exuding charm everywhere you look, and it’s oh so merry at christmas time. there’s a darling abandoned fire station that’s been reimagined into a hot (no pun intended) posh hangout by architectural firm red deer, so if you’re seeking swanky cocktails and a hearty meal, head to no197 chiswick fire station — it won’t disappoint. the plush interiors are aesthetic perfection, from the pomegranate and pale pink velvet chairs to the casually cornered cacti. it’s the holidays, after all, so i say we bring out our very best in a vintage-inspired, feminine sheer pink blouse, paired with a very british navy blue pin-striped blazer, flared dark denim jeans, and some mod ankle boots. london’s chilly this time of year, so don’t forget a warm cashmere beanie and scarf. and oh, don’t forget the brellie either.

i think an appropriate read before heading out for the evening would be i was told there’d be cake — a sardonic, hilarious, and profoundly genuine read chronicling the struggles and unexpected beauty of modern urban life by new york writer sloane crosley. her debut collection of essays is a charming and often laugh out loud celebration of youth and haplessness in all its unpredictable glory. i’ll cheers to that.