What do you do on a Sunday? Probably relax, spend some time with yourself, read a book or watch 3 seasons of your favourite TV show. I usually want to do all these things, but I end up cleaning my house or something like that. Not today. I actually got up, felt inspired and ready to conquer the world. hehe. sounds silly.
I put my new favourite tee on and off I go. Destination- museum. any museum. South Kensington then. When we get off the tube I remember there’s new Balenciaga’s exhibition at V&A. Sounds like a plan, eh?
So we go up to that multitasking automatic screen-like machine that does literally everything and we try to book tickets but we can’t. Fully booked. We don’t give up, we’re not losers. So we go up to the front desk at the fashion department and ask politely about the tickets availability. Turns out they have lots and you don’t even have to book any particular time slot. Handy. So we pay for tickets (plus donation, because you can’t really say no, or don’t feel like that would be a nice thing to do), agree that they can claim the tax back, and after all that formal stuff, we’re in.
There’s a few early designs, a few key pieces, we go around, it’s nice.
I want more, we go upstairs and… that is it.
There are projects inspired by Balenciaga, but none is actually his. I go around, find out it’s all about geometry and structure and architecture and all. There is Issey Miyake, J W Anderson, Calvin Klein and Oscar de la Renta.
balenciaga, modern
It’s good, but it’s not what I expected, so I take a few pictures to share with you guys and I go to see the courtyard. It’s beautiful. I wish it was sunny, but I can’t complain. There’s also very beautiful cafe there.
After the whole cultural experience, we get hungry and we what we want is food. There happens to be a polish restaurant just around the corner. Ognisko. Not thinking twice we head there. We’re starving and one can’t think of better food on a Sunday, than Polish pork chop or some dumplings. We get there quite early, the place isn’t open yet, so we have to wait like 7 minutes. Doable, I recon. So then we get a table, starters are brought straight away and the restaurant get absolutely packed within 20 min. Wow. It’s really fancy here. It’s nothing like our drunken Pierogi Ruskie at Zapiecek 24H, ul. Slawkowska, Krakow. It’s all posh and pretty, but I would recommend you to go 500m down the street, there’s Daquise Restaurant, which we liked better.
Something in Polish now, because I feel I have to say it:
Rozumiem, ze nie moge porownywac cen w Londynie, do cen w Polsce. Ma to sens. Jednak moje serce placze, kiedy wydaje 5,80 GBP plus 12,5% service charge za Ciechana Miodowego. To tylko taka mala dygresja Polki mieszkajacej w Londynie.
And to leave a positive and inspiring ending, here’s a book recommendation- Jean Paul Sartre "Nausea"
and yes, that is my lunch there. Berries and yoghurt.
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