When I started TATB four years ago, I wanted to a space to spew my thoughts – and that I did. I documented my travels, some shoots, some outfits and some cool fucking shit.

Here we are in 2016 and so much has changed. I’ve grown, I’ve evolved and it’s time to move on. I’ll continue sharing my work and travel here

TATB, you were good to me. Keep on Trippin’❤


You can take the girl off the Island and put her on a much bigger, far cooler (in terms of degrees C) island but you will never the AXA/AI/264 out of this girl.

I just got back from a big family holiday in Anguilla and it was awesome. My aunt got married, all of us were involved in the wedding in some way or another (I was a bridesmaid!) and I had the honour of showing John my island. Pretty dope if I may say so myself.

I’ve been travelling to Anguilla since I was 5/6 years old. I knew my great grandparents, all of my grandparents, the houses where my mother and father grew up, where their parents grew up. I can’t go anywhere without bumping into a cousin. More on my trip soon but, until then, here’s my tan and a cute addition to my hat collection.

Top: H&M Basics / Pants: Topshop / Sneakers: Vans Old Skool / Watch: Triwa (PR Gift) / Sunglasses: Monokel Eyewear (PR Gift) / Hat: Anguilla Drugstore


I’m aware that I’ve posted two heavily branded t-shirt related outfits in a row, but it really is rare that I wear logo heavy stuff. Not because I’m trying to be an uber mininmal millennial but because i generally find most branding to be really corny – even the ironic ones…

Anyway, this shirt is from EDWIN’s SS15 collaboration with Lucky Cat Garage in France. Contrary to popular belief, not everyone who works with denim is a beard toting motorbike “Stan”. I just really like this shirt, ok?

T-SHRIT – Edwin Europe x Lucky Cat Garage (sold out) / SHORTS – Uniqlo / SNEAKERS – Vans Sk8 Hi / POUCH – Coach / FEDORA – Primark / Sunglasses – Monokel Eyewear



I’m tired. I’m just really, really tired. Of black people being marginalised by society. Of people retaliating with violence. Of people not being able to understand that Black Lives Matter is not anti-white or anti-police. It’s not discarding the many other groups of people who have been and continue to be broken down. All lives will matter when black lives matter too.

Source: BBC

In light of recent events, people with a voice and a platform to share it have expressed concern with what has become the status quo. There have been protests all over the US and, sadly, 5 police officers lost their lives in Dallas. Violence doesn’t do anything except create more sadness, more heartache, more frustration.

Source: BBC

Here’s my reaction to the BBC’s video footage of London’s peaceful #BLM protest:

“it seems super self-indulgent to say that i can’t watch this without welling up. i’m overwhelmed.

i see myself, my family & my friends in the people who are mistreated by the systems that are supposed to protect, help, serve.

as a kid, my parents made sure i was taught black history. they taught me to treat others as i would like to be treated – with kindness & respect. they taught me that i would always have to work that bit harder because the world is a sad place & people like me don’t always get ahead.

i’ve been told to “go back to where you come from”, looked at & magnitude of other shit that i’ve closed my mind to because how else would i be able to move forward. my dad has been arrested for checking on a black kid who was being man handled by 5 police officers & it took all more than 2 officers to arrest him. he’s been stopped & asked to prove that he is Mr Albert Vanterpool in a random traffic stop because a police officer curious as to why he, a black man, was driving a nice toyota corolla. my mum is a consultant nurse & is often the only POC when she’s giving talks, lectures, on government advisery boards & chairing meetings. she’s received an MBE for her work in local communities.

seeing this video makes my heart swell. the diverse & peaceful protest brought the busiest street in central london to a stand still.

i feel super proud. london, i love you.”



Southern trees bear a strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.



In the wake of the Britain’s EU referendum, I sit here, feeling sad, defeated and uncertain about the future of this country (I voted remain, if you care to know). In an attempt to distract myself from the Babylon that is occurring around me, here’s what I’ve been up to lately…

L: Shoes – Timberland (old) / R: red eyeshadow from Kiko

Shopping bags and perfect light 

L: Jacket – Edwin Europe, Pants – Perks & Mini, Sneakers – Adidas x Bedwin & The Heartbreakers / R: Top & Jeans – Edwin Europe, Sneakers – Converse, Sunglasses – Monokel

Overalls – Edwin Europe, Duster – Studio Nicholson, Shoes – ASOS, Bag – Sandqvist

Bracelet – independent designer at The Hambledon