Harrods

photos by Alberto Bringas

When I lived in South Kensington, Harrods was just a ten to fifteen minute walk away from my flat. I got used to stopping over at Laduree for some macaroons on Fridays or dropping into Urban Retreat from time to time. Now that I am a Notting Hill local, I don’t quite get to see the infamous green rib canopies that hang over every display window, occasionally sheilding shoppers from the rain. So, whenever I am in the neighborhood, I make sure to pop in and see what’s new. After all, my birthday in is 13 days !