Notting Hill, my place on Earth! London photo diary part 2

This is probably the most important and closest to my heart collection of photos I have ever posted on this blog. 

I am pretty much sharing everything I captured during my stroll through Notting Hill, as each photo is so special to me I didn't want it to be left out. You are probably looking at it and seeing a bunch of weird clothes, heaps of jewellery and a huge amount of multi-coloured doors, but trust me, it was so much more. It felt like a different dimension, like I suddenly travelled back to the 60's, with pastel houses, old cars, patterned dresses and a guy playing Aretha Franklin at his little CD stall.

I don't think I have ever seen a bright red high hat before and I was actually tempted to buy it, like every other little thing there. I didn't even mind the crazy crowds as I was so flabbergasted (I've been trying to sneak this word into one of my blog posts for a long time, now the time has come) I just kept walking and taking pictures of everything with my mouth widely open. 

As soon as I was sat on the tube again, leaving Notting Hill Gate station, I swore I would come back and live there one day. And I'm going to keep my word. I just need a million pounds, but it is not a major problem.

I really hope you liked these photos- they were supposed to make up the lack of words in this post, as no words can really describe the way I felt there, what I saw and all that jazz.

I will try to post some photos from a photoshoot I did with my flatmates last week as they came out really gorgeous:)

Love and kisses,