Posts Tagged ‘London’

Adele @ Debaser Medis

March 28, 2011

Expectations. Something I try to keep to a minimum but it all depends on the occasion. It can often result in disappointment. But I knew, Adele with her great voice, would be so much better live. Listening to her at home, I told my mum “Just imagine her singing live.”

So, yeah this time I had high expectations, and only realised it when my friend told me she didn’t expect her to be that good. We all got goosebumps and I’m getting goosebumps just thinking about it.

She’s got a remarkable talent and I love her Cockney accent.  When she talks, she’s just like any other London girl. I was wondering how it would be in between songs, remembering her youngish street yet mature style from being a commentator for X Factor’s Xtra Factor. She was very down-to-earth, cussing, joking and speaking her mind.

The night before the show she’d been to a bar, Vassa Eggen, telling she got very drunk and was the only one dancing to Beyoncé.  And later she said that she still can’t work out what to do with her body when singing her more uptempo songs. She was very funny getting the audience laughing several times and it was fun to know about her personal experiences, the reasons why she had written some of the songs and who and what they were about.

Daydreamer, about her first love. Take It All, about someone she hates. My Same, about a friend she fell out with, which she’s friends with again now and that she normally doesn’t perform it but was fun to do it now. I actually had it as my ring signal a while back so I was very happy to hear it.

It was Adele’s first time in Stockholm and I actually don’t know how famous she’s in Sweden. Hearing the people around, I heard some German, French, English and English with foreign accents. And maybe that’s why she was in such a small venue. Still, it was sold out.

I absolutely loved it. It could have been a bit longer. One hour wasn’t enough for me and she could at least have come back out for one or two extra songs.

Still, I can’t wait for the next album and the next tour. At only 21, greater things will come for the amazing Adele and I’m keeping my expectations high.

Adele performing one of my favourites, Hometown Glory. Such a perfect song to start with.

Ping Pong

August 3, 2009

Not the game. The restaurant, of course.

“Welcome to Ping Pong, the Twenty-First Century Tea House. We have twelve stylish Central London and City based restaurants serving delicious hand-made dim sum, fragrant teas and sensational cocktails.” (From their website)

I went to the Soho restaurant on Great Marlborough Street on Sunday afternoon with two girlfriends. It turned out 3 was the perfect number. The tapas-like dishes came in threes.

Two of us had never had dim sum before so it was a new experience, a good one. Many different flavours. Steamed dumplings, sticky rice, steamed buns, chilli squid and the best prawn toast I’ve ever had.

The steamed bun was whiter than white and its sweet taste was a surprise. The dumplings were fresh, absolutely delicious and I should have had some more. The sticky rice was wrapped in a Lotus leaf with a strong smell of green tea but apparently we weren’t supposed to eat the leaf. The salmon and noodle salad with goji berries, which is a red sweet wrinkly berry, different to anything else I have had.

On top of that, my dessert, mango pudding in coconut milk was very tasty. It could have been a bit bigger.

I liked the restaurant, the atmosphere, the interior. It was contemporary, clean and welcoming. I will definitely go back and introduce others to the dim sum experience.

For me, having dim sum for the first time, was a bit like when I first had sushi. Sushi was completely different but this was eating Chinease in a new way but still incorporating some of the familiar. I hardly ever have Chinease anymore, not at restaurants, as a take-away and I don’t cook it anymore. Dim sum, however, has brought the pleasure of Chinease food back, mostly because of the way it’s served.

As for the price, it was worth it!

Welcome to the Hollister’s

June 1, 2009

Up one, two, a garden chair in a patio, lights are turned down, quite dark, quite cosy. Look right, look left, still dark. Right, down one, two into the darkness only lightened up by some spotlights here and there.

That’s the new shop, Hollister, recently opened in Southampton’s West Quay shopping centre. Not a restaurant, a chic bar, not somebody’s home. A shop where you can hardly see what’s being sold, yes clothes and you’ll see it if you hold it in the light if you can find enough light. Oh, and if you dare to touch and hold the clothes.

I bet the shop workers there don’t have to spend hours tidying and folding the clothes, like workers in Primark, since the clothes seem to be part of an exhibition.

Apparently to get a job there, you’ve got to be a model with a portfolio. Why would a model give up their modelling career to work as a sales assistant? I also heard they’ve got to speak with an American accent. The first  rather short ‘model’ greeted me with a what’s up, so I’ll guess she ticked the box but the other one further in the store had more of an Eastern European accent but she was catwalk tall. So maybe they had to lower their criteria and settle for the best they could get. This is Southampton and Southampton is quite chavy.

I have to admit that the assistants were pretty but I still think their purpose of being there is to serve customers and not just model around even though the clothes probably look better on them. Still, you can hardly see them.

The reason why I was a bit excited to go in there, besides it being a new store, was because of Abercrombie and Fitch, it had been advertised on the store front before it opened. But in the dark, I didn’t find any A&F clothes. I didn’t try anything on but I hope the lighting is better in the fitting rooms but maybe that’s the way to fool customers. Everything looks better in the dark, even the price tag since you can’t find the price.

A new tactic to go by in recession times. I’ve been to many stores, but nothing like this.

I haven’t been in to any other Hollister stores, but I know there’s on in Westfield, London. So next time I’m there I’ll have to go in just see if the same theme is followed with the ‘models’ and the lighting. Not for the clothes because they’re nothing but boring casual basics. I might have to try the jeans though, for fit. Well-fitted jeans are hard to find.