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I had a tip worth gold by a friend (thanks Lea!) that there was a play featuring no other but Ralph Fiennes, at the Royal Haymarket Theatre at London's West End. Playing Shakespeare (she did specify that it was quite comprehensible for us ordinary folk..), no less! How perfect. I must say I was rather determined not to miss the opportunity to see the English Patient / Amon Goeth from Schindler's list live and in action... He's one of my all-time favorite actors, one that brings shivers down my spine with every single performance, ever. But the play had just finished. Uh, talk about a letdown. To console myself I decided to go and see a musical instead. The Lion King, at the legendary Lyceum theatre. Well, as everyone says, it was brilliant. Wonderful music, touching storyline, the little boy playing Simba so talented and cute that you want to cry. There was only one drawback I can think of. Ralph Fiennes was not in it. So however unfairly, my heart wasn't in it either. Well, I just managed to teach myself a little lesson. If your heart is set on something, never settle. Anything else always feels less. ~*❤*~

An absolute must, Liberty is the oldest department store in London, one that I shamefully discovered only 25 years after my first visit to London. Packed with old-school charm and character, an antique jewellery collection, wooden floorboards, rare fragrances, flowers, royally gorgeous stationary, divine vintage boutiques (yes, several!), original staircases dating some 100 years back... If a department store can have soul, Liberty's is the one. I instantly fell in love with this beautifully beaded 1920's Charleston dress... An original piece, yet in such pristine condition that you could just hop dancing on tables wearing it... Immediately after, I found myself unfaithfully drawn to this spring green emerald vintage Valentino gown... Luckily, it wasn't my color as it wasn't quite my budget either. Swooooooon. A summer garden party, anyone? My little stroll in the vintage boutiques got worse and worse - well better and better actually. I could just see myself strutting towards the beach somewhere in the South of France next summer in these soft, comfortable, pretty little kitten heels below... Stopping for a glass of rosé on the way perhaps... Grrrrrrr. Again, it was budgetary matters that separated me and these rosa sandals from our summer romance. * I've always wanted a bedside table made of old suitcases piled on top of each other. This one would have been perfect on my bedside... Packed with all those books on my to-be-read list, waiting for bedtime... And... For the Modern Vintage Bride. What a wow factor just shoes and gloves can create. This one's not for me, but perfect for somebody. So, my dear readers, next time when in London, don't make the mistake of missing Liberty's. If you're even a little bit of a fool for rare beauties with character, it's guaranteed to make you swoon too. Kisses from your very own LadyBohemia ~*♥*~

How can I summarize the visual fireworks we experienced? Nope, I can't.

Perhaps these photos will let you in on something exciting, enticing, inviting... A week of fun, a week of play. Something as sweet and carefree as is this picture.

A week of elegance it was, also. An unforgettable week of new horizons. So many things I realized, found, discovered. Around and inside myself. Somerset House. Like an ancient palace, so vibrant with life. I loved this place. *  And the Hippy Princesses, the Punk Ladies, the Oriental Orchids, all those fashion scouts, bloggers, journalists, tv-crews, designers... I could have sat there in Somerset House all day, just taking it all in. * * * This lady below ooooozed such effortless chic glow that all the photographers just made a run for it when she walzed in... * *

Did I mention the quirkyest shoes? They made a grand entrance as well. London proved it... Shoewise, I'm hopelessly unfashionable. * Finally, a little something familiar.. Something icy cool, that's what these ladies were.. * * * * It seemed as if the whole city was dressed up in  these panels.  How can I summarize this experience that was the Fashion Week? It feels like trying to put London into words. Impossible. Something out of boundaries. New, raw, edgy, even rough. Eversoslightly punk. Experimental, somewhat out there. Bold, rather than pretty. It's so easy to breathe in London. Everything goes. ~*♥*~

It happened to me again... Life got on the way of blogging. There are so many fun, sweet, touching, hilarious photos and moments I'd like to share with you, starting with everything that happened during the London Fashion Week... But there has been so much going on that I find it hard to keep up with my life. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining...  That's just the say I love it. So, this gorgeous red veil leads to the entrance of the Valentino exhibition at Somerset House, the heart of the Fashion Week. * * Today's actually the last chance to catch this exhibition! How fitting. So, anybody in London... A little tip for the day... Go see this one, and bring a good book to entertain you in the queue :). ~*♥*~

This one is pure girly stuff... My darling friend Oona Elena Kassila flew all the way from Barcelona to Helsinki for the last fitting of the Bohemian Princess Rose Cradle Dress I had requested her to design for me. The following day the dress flew to London to attend the London Fashion Week... AND got photographed by Vogue, among other adventures... Dear readers, welcome to the making of my most beautiful dress, ever: * * Mmmmmmm.... Some refreshments were required and shall I say earned, with all those sleepless nights spent while making this dress divine... Oona worked on the dress for 80 hours, before she stopped counting... Every single silver chain, each pearl, every bit of vintage lace is personally sourced and chosen with love and care, then the dress itself... Handmade in Heaven. Oona's artwork. She rocks my world and you can see why. * * I can not tell you how much it means to me, how fortunate I feel,  to have been involved in such creative and artistic process - not to mention how much fun we had - but maybe these photos tell their story more poignantly than I could.. * Details details... This dress is filled with secret details all around. * Luxury dupino silk, French velvet in brocade as the slip... Too beautiful and absolutely unique. If you're into treasures and wonder, Oona's clothing and her partner Mo's jewellery can be found at Moonalia etsy shop. ** * Life. It can't possibly get more Rita Hayworthesque than this... And.... Swoooooooooooooooosh! All photos by the one and only, Pipsa Lagus ♥. ~*♥*~