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New York Fashion Week goes Underground
This year, New York Fashion Week spilled into the subway. It probably wasn’t even an official show, but that’s the charm—people just jumping on the excitement wagon. The looks ranged from sculptural headpieces to barely-there outfits, all paraded through a station hallway like it was the most natural runway in the world. Super weird, especially…
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Borough Market
One of my happiest places in London is Borough Market. It’s been around for over 1,000 years, making it one of the oldest food markets in the city. This Farmers Market is full of life and variety: towering piles of vegetables, fruits at their peak, baskets of whatever’s in season, fragrant herbs, cheeses stacked high,…
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London Canary Wharf
This week was a whirlwind, with most of my time spent commuting between the office and hotel. Still, it was lovely to catch up with old colleagues and friends, and to be back around the office buildings in Canary Wharf. The area has grown and changed for the better since I last worked here—already three…
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Back in London
It’s been three years since I was last here, and yet within hours of landing it felt as if no time had passed at all. The route from the airport was instantly familiar, each landmark a welcome sight. And yes—London did its part to stick to the stereotypes: grey skies, wind, and rain 😉. Back…
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Brooklyn Bridge Views
There are some New York views everyone has seen somewhere—on a postcard, in a movie, or in real life. For me, it’s this one. Even though I’ve only been here once before, it somehow feels instantly familiar: the Brooklyn Bridge stretching across the East River with downtown Manhattan rising just behind. The walking paths along…
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Little Garden
For a while now, I’ve been eyeing this little community garden tucked between high-rise buildings—wondering how one could get access. In the past, I could only look at it somewhat longingly from the outside, but today the kind community leader let me in. I wandered along rows of vegetables and flowers stretching in every direction,…
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Small helpers
This week has been on fire—figuratively. A pile-up of nerve-wracking things left me with no time (or headspace) for writing. But maybe that’s a fitting lead-in to today’s post: fire trucks. In the U.S., fire trucks are hard to miss—giant, shiny red machines that dominate the streets, and impossible to ignore with sirens that stretch…
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Breaking free
In New York, supermarkets can sell beer—but not wine or spirits. Those are reserved for licensed liquor stores. Which is why, at first, I thought some might have a special license. But it turned out the bottles I’d spotted just looked like wine—same grape names, same wine regions—until closer inspection revealed one big difference: they’re…
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Savoring Spain
Another little holiday escape—this time for just one evening and without even leaving the city. Tonight I had dinner at Socarrat, a Spanish restaurant named after the best part of a paella: the crispy, caramelized layer of rice at the bottom of the pan. In Spain, getting the socarrat just right is considered the mark…
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Aperitivo in Trastevere
On one of my final nights in Rome, we found ourselves in Trastevere again—a charming neighborhood that feels just a little more local. It’s greener, slightly less overrun with tourists, and definitely more laid back. Sitting on those famously uneven cobbled streets, flanked by graffiti-covered walls, with chilled drinks and a bowl of chips—perfect. Aperitivo…
Josephine in New York City
Me. In New York City. With excellent food and lots of fun!
Josephine in New York City 