At Monterey Car Week, where collectors arrive with seven-figure classics and concept cars pose like runway models, a different kind of unveiling stole the spotlight. Aston Martin, the brand of Bond and understated British bravado, has announced a global partnership with Glenfiddich, the single malt Scotch that’s been teaching people to pronounce the word “Glen” properly since the 19th century. On the surface, whisky and cars might not seem like natural bedfellows. One is meant to be savoured slowly in crystal glasses, the other roars down racetracks or idles on Knightsbridge streets outside Harrods. But this collaboration makes a kind of luxurious sense: both brands are built on the alchemy of craftsmanship and performance, and both are searching for ways to turn heritage into experiences that feel relevant for the ultra-wealthy in 2025. To mark the partnership, Glenfiddich unveiled its 1976 Vintage — a 48-year-old single malt so rare only 50 bottles exist. Malt Master Brian Kinsman chose it not just because it’s old enough to remember disco, but because the mid-1970s marked a turning point for both brands. That was the era Glenfiddich put its stag’s head on every bottle and doubled down on innovation with a new still house, while Aston Martin was reimagining what a performance car could look and feel like. In other words: two icons reinventing themselves before anyone even knew they’d become icons. And in case anyone wondered whether a nearly 50-year-old Scotch pairs well with a hypercar, Aston Martin rolled out the Valhalla, its first plug-in hybrid supercar. A name that nods to Norse mythology but in practice means 998 horsepower, Formula One-inspired engineering, and a £600,000 price tag. Think of it as a glimpse into the future of Aston Martin: performance electrified, but with the emotional pull of its combustion ancestors. The 1976 Vintage itself sounds almost edible. Red berry sweetness on the nose, buttery pastry and spice, followed by oak tannins and stewed fruit, with a toasted wood finish that lingers like the scent of a good cigar. The whisky is bottled at 48.8% ABV, but of course you won’t be drinking this after a spin in the Valhalla — the brands are eager to stress they want you to “never drink and drive.” Instead, it’s a trophy bottle, the kind collectors display in temperature-controlled cabinets next to their car keys. The partnership will go beyond this launch. Both brands teased more “exclusive products and experiences” — code, most likely, for ultra-limited whiskies and Aston Martin events where the guest list is tighter than the security. At Monterey, the tie-up was toasted at The House of Aston Martin, complete with a pop-up whisky bar designed to appeal to the kind of collector who sees whisky not just as a drink but as an asset class. So why does this matter? Because it’s another example of how luxury brands are teaming up to sell not just products but lifestyles. Glenfiddich doesn’t just want to be on your bar cart; it wants to be part of your identity, the same way Aston Martin wants to be more than a car. Together, they’re crafting a story of British heritage meeting modern innovation, and they’re doing it with the kind of confidence that assumes their customers have the disposable income to collect both. Only 50 people in the world will get their hands on the 1976 Vintage. A few more will get to own the Valhalla. But for the rest of us, the partnership is still a spectacle — proof that even in an age of digital everything, the rarest forms of luxury are still about what can’t be replicated.

We were invited to a tasting of the à la carte menu at TH@51 , the signature restaurant at St. James’ Court, A Taj Hotel , just a stone’s throw from Buckingham Palace and Westminster. It’s the sort of location that makes you feel as if you should have arrived in a chauffeur-driven Bentley, wearing oversized sunglasses and an expression that says, I do this all the time . From the moment we stepped in, the warmth of the welcome set the tone for the evening. The staff greeted us with genuine smiles before escorting us to our table. The Setting We chose to sit in the conservatory, a glass-encased oasis just beyond the main restaurant and bar. Through the floor-to-ceiling panes, the courtyard unfurled like a private scene from a period drama: statues standing elegantly amongst flowers, a fountain whispering in the background. It’s hard to believe this serene hideaway exists in central London. No sirens, no honking traffic, not even the distant whir of a bus - just the gentle clinking of cutlery and the occasional rustle of leaves. Dining Style TH@51 specialises in Asian fusion , but in truth, the menu reads like a carefully curated passport: Indian , British , and Mediterranean influences are woven together in a way that makes the experience ideal for groups. Even the fussiest eater would find something to love. There’s also a nod to the Indian tradition of sharing. Every dish arrived with generous serving spoons, encouraging us to pass plates across the table - the kind of dining that sparks conversation and makes you feel at home, even in a hotel where the service is precise enough to warrant white gloves. Starters This is where the menu began to reveal its adventurous streak. We started with Mediterranean and Middle Eastern fusion favourites: We also chose from the Chaat Sketches - a section of the menu that reimagines India’s beloved street food snacks, adding refined plating and unexpected pairings. Our pick was the Mains Naan, served on the side, was a quiet triumph: warm, crisp at the edges, soft in the centre, lightly brushed with butter, and gently scented with garlic. No grease, no heaviness, just balance. Dessert We finished with two traditional Indian sweets: Overall Experience Dining at TH@51 is less about choosing between Indian, British, or Mediterranean and more about enjoying a well-choreographed dance between them. It’s refined without being stuffy, creative without being gimmicky, and every dish shows a commitment to quality ingredients.

We all have our vices. But your morning coffee doesn’t need to come from a global chain where everything tastes vaguely like disappointment and caramel syrup. London is full of independent cafés that offer more than just caffeine — they offer identity. Places where the pastries are handmade, the interiors have taste, and the flat whites aren’t served with a side of existential dread. Think Nordic minimalism in Camden, Aussie brunch in Hackney, third-wave espresso in Soho, and French patisserie in Marylebone. This isn’t just about coffee. It’s about how — and where — you choose to start your day. These cafés weren’t designed for transactions, but for slow mornings, open laptops, lingering glances, and long breakfasts that blur into lunch. From sunlit roasteries by the park to low-lit boltholes with cult pastries, this is a breakup letter to the chains. Consider this your guide to the spots that make mornings feel less like a routine and more like a ritual. You’ll never ask for a name on your cup again. Monmouth Coffee 27 Monmouth St, Covent Garden, London WC2H 9EU Monmouth Coffee is a London institution known for its carefully sourced beans and classic, no-frills approach to brewing. Their dedication to quality and consistency has made them a favourite among coffee purists and locals alike. Marchesi 1824 117 Mount St, London W1K 3LA Marchesi 1824 blends Italian heritage with London sophistication, serving elegant coffee alongside exquisite pastries. This café feels like a slice of Milan in the heart of the city, perfect for a refined coffee break. Baudry Greene 20 Endell St, London WC2H 9BD Baudry Greene is a stylish, light-filled spot where meticulous brewing meets beautifully crafted interiors. It’s a great place to enjoy a slow coffee while soaking up the calm atmosphere and friendly service. Antipode 28 Fulham Palace Rd, London W6 9PH Antipode is a bright café with a relaxed vibe, known for its strong, flavourful coffee and all-day brunch menu. The minimalist decor and welcoming team make it a popular hangout for creatives and coffee lovers. Hjem 157 Gloucester Road, SW7 4TH Hjem is a Scandinavian-inspired café offering delicate coffee blends and a cosy, minimalist space to unwind. Their attention to detail extends from the beans to the carefully selected pastries and light bites. Drury 188-189 188-189 Drury Ln, London WC2B 5QD Drury 188-189 is a chic, contemporary café tucked away in central London, combining excellent coffee with a stylish environment. It’s the perfect spot to recharge during a busy city day or meet friends over brunch. St. George Coffee 126 King's Rd, London SW3 4TR St. George Coffee is a bright, welcoming café focused on high-quality single-origin beans and expert roasting. Their carefully crafted drinks pair well with an inviting atmosphere and a small but thoughtful food menu. Glasshouse Coffee Bishop's Ave, London SW6 6EE Glasshouse Coffee prides itself on ethically sourced beans roasted to perfection, creating bold, balanced cups. Their modern yet cozy café is ideal for a quiet moment or a casual catch-up with friends. Milk 18-20 Bedford Hill, Balham, SW12 9RG Milk Café is a laid-back, neighbourhood favourite offering creamy lattes and comforting brunch dishes. With a friendly vibe and relaxed setting, it’s a great place to linger over coffee any time of day. Pavilion Victoria Park Victoria Park, Old Ford Rd., London E9 7DE Pavilion is the kind of café that makes you forget you're in a city, perched by the lake in Victoria Park, it serves strong coffee and flaky pastries to a steady stream of East London locals. The Sri Lankan-inspired brunch menu is worth queueing for, especially on sunny mornings. Darcie & May Green Grand Union Canal, Sheldon Square, Central W2 6DS Moored on the Grand Union Canal, Darcie & May Green brings Aussie-style brunch and vibrant energy to a colour-drenched barge. It’s fun, bold, and perfect for long, lazy catch-ups over coffee and banana bread. Wolfox at LOAFT 53 Shelton St, London WC2H 9JU Wolfox at LOAFT feels like a secret find - all monochrome interiors and artisanal flair. The coffee is roasted in-house and the menu leans organic, ideal for slow mornings in West London. Well Street Kitchen 203 Well St, London E9 6QU This cosy Hackney café has a no-fuss charm and a menu that champions good produce over trend-chasing. It’s where you go for a proper breakfast sandwich and a reliably strong brew. Lowry & Baker 339-341, 339 Portobello Rd, London W10 5SA Lowry & Baker is a petite, independently-run café on Portobello Road with vintage tables and handwritten menus. The coffee is great, but it’s the home-baked cakes and warm service that keep people coming back. Farm Girl Cafe 59 Portobello Rd, Notting Hill, W11 3DB A wellness-forward Notting Hill staple serving rose lattes, buckwheat pancakes, and all-day Californian sunshine - even on grey London mornings. The courtyard seating feels like a secret garden, with a side of adaptogens. Ottolenghi Notting Hill 287 Portobello Rd, W11 1LJ Part deli, part café, all flavour - Ottolenghi’s Notting Hill location is where you come for coffee and end up with three pastries, two salads, and zero regrets. The space is minimalist, but the food is maximalist in the best way. The Roasting Party 253 Pavilion Rd, London SW1X 0BP Small, buzzy, and refreshingly unpolished, this Aussie import turns out exceptional coffee without the usual London snobbery. A favourite with locals who take their flat whites seriously. Lily Vanilli Bakery The Courtyard, 18 Ezra St, London E2 7RH Lily Vanilli Bakery is a North London gem celebrated for its beautifully crafted cakes and pastries that taste as good as they look. Their coffee is thoughtfully sourced, making every cup a treat alongside their signature sweet creations.

There’s something seductive about stumbling into a new restaurant in London that feels like it’s been there forever. That’s exactly the effect Fire & Wine by Boxcar pulls off — hidden away on a quiet Marylebone street five minutes from the chaos of Oxford Street. It’s the type of place you want to pretend you discovered first. A rebrand of the much-loved Boxcar Bar & Grill, this new iteration arrives with open-fire cooking, a produce-led menu, and a Greek head chef whose experience reads like a Michelin-tinged passport. The vibe? Effortlessly warm, low-key elegant, and thoroughly nonchalant about the fact that nearly everything on the menu has touched open flame — including dessert. That’s right. Dessert. Cooked. Over. Fire. You had me at "burnt sugar." We took a seat on the terrace (London’s erratic July weather behaving for once) and began with cocktails. The drinks menu reads like your classics went to culinary school — a Negroni or Old Fashioned reworked with left-field ingredients. We kicked things off with two snack plates. The first was almost architectural in arrangement: nori tarama on pressed potato , a canapé that tasted like the seaside in silk gloves. Next up, a chicken liver parfait with blackberry on brioche, rich and glossy like the filling of a well-made truffle. Then came the stilton gougère , a.k.a. a tiny puff of cheesy joy, cleverly topped with slivers of apple — just enough fruit to cut the funk and make it feel like you were eating something light. (You weren’t. But who cares.) The second plate introduced lamb belly on toast, layered with tomato concasse and pickled onion. The lamb was sticky and indulgent, but it was the anchovy toast that left me blinking. You read anchovy and flinch — but what arrived was a surprisingly subtle, umami-packed bite where the tomato gently led the flavour profile, letting the anchovy play backup. Next came the small plates. The pork belly , cut thick and almost scandalously tender, came with a dollop of egg yolk and a dusting of pecorino — all the richness you want, with none of the guilt (because you’re in Marylebone, and calories obviously don’t count here). The tiger prawns were served shell-on, dressed in garlic and just a whisper of chilli, perched over seaweed. It was seafood restraint at its best — not a punch in the face, just a tap on the shoulder. And then, the mains. The surprise of the evening? A brie tortelloni dish that might have singlehandedly justified the rebrand. The pasta was textbook perfect, stuffed with creamy brie and laid atop a bed of chard that had just kissed the grill. The smoke lingered lightly in the background, like a good scent trail. Staff insisted we try it. They were right. Finally, dessert — and no, I hadn’t forgotten that promise of fire. I ordered the grilled croissant tiramisu . First of all, the croissant is house-baked. It arrives warm, caramelised at the edges, covered in a generous spoonful of tiramisu cream that melts into the folds like it belongs there. It was, in short, everything. The Pink Lady terrine with vanilla diplomat offered something lighter, more structured. The apple slices gave the diplomat cream a fresh crunch — one of those bites where the textures feel like they’ve been rehearsed. By the time we left, the terrace was packed. Word is clearly getting out. Fire & Wine by Boxcar isn’t just a rebrand. It’s a quiet statement: we’ve levelled up — now bring your appetite. Book now, or risk watching the fire from the outside.

By now, we all know someone who got engaged with a lab-grown diamond and whispered it like a secret. The implication being: it’s sparkly, sustainable, and (gasp) affordable. But in 2025, lab-grown diamonds are no longer a budget compromise—they’re a conscious luxury. And frankly, they’re everywhere. The science is impressive, yes, but the style is what’s truly worth noting. These diamonds are chemically identical to their earth-mined counterparts and, to the naked eye, just as radiant. The difference? No mining. No guilt. And often, no five-figure price tags. So if you’ve been eyeing that 1.5 carat for your right hand (or left), now’s the time. But not all lab-grown diamond retailers are created equal. Some focus on bridal; others are reimagining fine jewelry entirely, giving it a Gen Z glow-up. Below, I’ve rounded up the seven best brands making seriously beautiful things—with integrity, polish, and just the right amount of sparkle. Whether you're planning a proposal or just feel like rewarding yourself for surviving Q3, these are the brands worth knowing. Blue Nile Gorgeous Pieces From a Trusted Retailer Price range: £150 to £11,000 Shipping: Free 2-day shipping Returns: 30-day return policy Extras: Free ring resizing (1 year), polishing + prong inspection every 6 months Blue Nile is the lab-grown equivalent of that friend who always makes the reservation, always looks polished, and always knows the wine list. The brand has been around for over 20 years and recently stepped into the lab-grown category with the quiet confidence of a seasoned gem dealer. Their diamonds are GIA-analyzed, their prices are refreshingly transparent, and their customer service has a touch of old-school luxury (hello, complimentary resizing and six-month check-ins). What sets Blue Nile apart is its mix of quality and customization. You can build your own ring, yes, but you can also pick up a pair of Round Brilliant Stud Earrings that look like you just got a promotion at LVMH. I’m partial to their Scalloped Pavé Diamond Ring for engagements and their Lab-Grown Diamond Tennis Bracelet for everything else—birthdays, breakups, or simply Tuesday. VRAI Modern Designs Made With Renewable Energy Price range: $150 to $20,000+ Origin: Zero-emission diamonds grown in the U.S. Style vibe: Architectural, understated, ultra-wearable Owned by Leonardo DiCaprio (yes, that Leonardo), VRAI is the brand for people who want their jewelry to say “I care about the planet, but also love a good stack.” All diamonds are created in a zero-emission foundry using hydropower, making them as eco-friendly as they are Instagrammable. The aesthetic? Think sculptural meets minimalism—less red carpet, more Architectural Digest meets Glossier HQ. Highlights include the Knife-Edge Bezel Ring and the Tennis Bracelet that looks just as chic with tailoring as it does with vintage Levi’s. If you want your diamonds with a side of design philosophy, this is your brand. Astrea London High Jewellery That Just Happens to Be Lab-Grown Price range: From £3,000, bespoke high-end Flagship: Fairmont Windsor Park Diamond grade: D and E colour only – the top 1% globally Astrea London is where lab-grown diamonds meet high jewellery fantasy. If most lab-grown brands aim for wearability, Astrea leans unapologetically into glamour—the kind that deserves velvet ring boxes, private fittings, and maybe a vintage Bentley waiting outside. Their pieces are striking, sculptural, and often feel more suited to a Bond Street showcase than an algorithm-friendly grid. Every stone is D or E colour , placing them at the very top of the diamond spectrum—and it shows. There’s a kind of light only these stones catch, that quiet sparkle you notice mid-conversation or across the dinner table. It’s jewellery made to be remembered. Whether you’re shopping for a showstopper engagement ring or a signature piece that says main character , Astrea delivers a sense of drama with a conscience. No mining, no compromise—just brilliance, expertly cut. Kimaï Made-to-Order Diamonds with Serious Style Cred Price range: £200 to £5,000+ Ethics: Lab-grown diamonds, recycled gold, made-to-order production USP: Personalised luxury with cult appeal If you’ve ever wondered where the cool fashion girls are getting their diamonds—spoiler alert—it’s Kimaï . Founded by two childhood friends from Antwerp (read: diamond capital of the world), the brand has quickly become a favourite among the style set for its lab-grown diamonds, made-to-order production model, and conscious materials. Everything is crafted just for you, which not only cuts waste but makes the whole experience feel more personal. The customer service is practically concierge-level, and you’re kept in the loop from the moment you hit "order" to the moment you slip that forever piece onto your hand (or neck, or ear). The aesthetic is where Kimaï really shines. You’ll find whisper-thin gold chains with dainty diamonds that look like they’re floating on your décolletage, alongside bold dome rings and chunky huggies that strike the perfect balance between timeless and trend-aware. It’s polished, yes, but never boring—and always Instagrammable in that understated, “just threw this on” kind of way. Matilde Sustainable Sparkle You’ll Actually Wear Every Day Price range: £100 to £2,500 Ethics: Lab-grown diamonds, recycled gold, carbon-neutral Style mood: Understated elegance meets modern heirloom If you’re the kind of person who wants your jewelry to whisper rather than shout, Matilde is the brand for you. A sustainable and ethical alternative to flashier names, this London-based label (founded by Matilde Mourinho, yes, that Mourinho) has quietly become the go-to for beautifully made, wear-it-forever pieces. There is quite literally not a single item in the collection we wouldn’t be thrilled to receive in a little velvet box. The Cluster Ring is a standout—modern, delicate, and a brilliant option for low-key brides-to-be. Then there’s the Chuva Necklace , a fine gold chain subtly interrupted by one perfectly-placed lab-grown diamond. It's the kind of piece that turns a crisp white shirt into a look . Matilde’s designs are less about trends and more about permanence—the jewelry equivalent of a really good linen blazer or a cashmere scarf you stole from your mother. Chic, ethical, and designed to be worn on repeat. Mejuri Minimalist Cool With A Grown-Up Shine Price range: from £150 Lab-grown collection: Recently expanded Design ethos: Everyday luxury, curated and clean You might know Canadian favourite, Mejuri , for their signature everyday pieces—like their near-perfect mid-sized hoops (literally the best hoops you’ll ever wear) and the cult-favourite croissant-shaped Charlotte Rings that have practically earned icon status. But it’s well worth digging into their growing lab-grown diamond collection , which is quietly redefining what “fine jewelry” looks like in 2025. Expect timeless silhouettes with a twist: tennis bracelets that feel a little chunkier (read: cooler) than your average, pavé rings that stack like they were made for it, and the Zig-Zag Diamond Ring —a playful, off-beat piece that reads both modern and heirloom-y, depending on how you wear it. The vibe is refined but unfussy, the kind of sparkle you don’t need a dress code for. Which, frankly, is the whole point. Grown Brilliance Big Looks Without the Big Price Tag Price range: £200 to £20,000 Style focus: Maximalist sparkle Perks: Frequent sales and financing options If you want the look of a 3-carat without needing a new credit limit, Grown Brilliance delivers. The pieces are bold, shiny, and designed for those who want the drama. Their Hidden Halo Oval Ring is a fan-favourite, and they offer one of the most extensive collections of lab-grown bridal and fashion jewelry online. Grown Brilliance also partners with designers (like Badgley Mischka), giving their collection a red carpet vibe that’s still wearable. Think big studs, bold solitaires, and a pricing structure that doesn’t make you flinch. Brilliant Earth Design-Your-Own With Ethics Built In Price range: £300 to £25,000+ Custom services: Bespoke design studio Ethics: Climate-neutral, responsibly sourced materials Brilliant Earth is like the Everlane of fine jewelry—transparent, clean, and highly clickable. They let you build your own ring down to the last detail, and the site’s user interface is better than most fashion retailers, which is saying something. Every diamond is traceable, and the brand puts sustainability at the forefront of its sourcing and packaging. Whether you want an Art Deco-inspired emerald cut or a halo that’s visible from space, Brilliant Earth can make it happen. Bonus: they now offer showroom appointments, so you can try things on before you commit.

There’s something delightfully disorienting about watching a pop star catapult from support act to centre stage in just two short years. Sabrina Carpenter did exactly that. In 2023, she was the sweet, slightly mysterious opening act for Blackpink at BST Hyde Park. Fast-forward to July 2025, and she returned to the very same park with two sold-out headline nights of her own. Think less warm-up, more main event—with fireworks, a platform that glides above thousands, and a glittering red leotard to remind you who’s running the show. If Hyde Park had a roof, Sabrina Carpenter would have blown it off. The Saturday crowd didn’t care that the sun was hiding. The queues were long, the humidity persistent, and there were umbrellas (and hair ties) everywhere—but the energy? Impeccable. She opened with Busy Woman , stomping onto her signature white stage that looked more Manhattan nightclub than festival turf. The glitzy ‘SC’ signage above her pulsed like a luxury perfume ad, while her 12-person dance crew added pure Broadway-meets-pop flair. Somewhere between Good Graces and Slim Pickins , Sabrina tossed back a shot delivered on a silver tray (cue a thousand TikToks). Intermittent 1950s-style commercials flickered on the big screens, giving the whole show a sort of retro-luxury kitsch—part Lana Del Rey, part Barbiecore. When she introduced Sharpest Tool as “a song that is very important to me,” it was one of the night’s rare quieter moments, a pivot from polished performance to pop therapy. But in true Sabrina fashion, the mood whiplashed—in the best way—just minutes later. Introducing her new single Manchild , she teased the famously mercurial London crowd: “When I heard I was going to play Hyde Park… the first thing I did was look at the weather app. Because you guys are shady here.” That segued—naturally—into a full-throttle cover of It’s Raining Men , complete with thunderclaps and a healthy wink to the heavens. And if that wasn’t theatrical enough, a mid-show outfit change brought out a sparkly black slip dress and matching bra, as Sabrina performed Bed Chem atop a circular bed draped in white satin. Fans screamed. Phones rose. Pink handcuffs were tossed to the crowd. A dedication for Juno . A whispered Please, Please, Please . And then—just as she had inched into pop superstardom—she literally levitated. Hovering above the crowd on a crane-operated platform, Sabrina looked down and declared, “Smile! You’re on camera!” before launching into Don’t Smile with intimate eye contact that no doubt birthed a hundred parasocial relationships. By the time she reached Espresso , drink in hand, fireworks erupted behind her. “The louder you scream, the more I drink,” she said, espresso glass raised. And scream they did. The Line-up: From Clairo’s Cinematic Set to Amber Mark’s Dancefloor Sermon Carpenter may have been the headliner, but BST Hyde Park was anything but a one-woman show. Before the glitter cannons and crane lifts, Clairo—everyone’s favourite Gen-Z introvert—took the stage with a show that felt more arthouse than arena. Accompanied by a band that moonlighted as a mini orchestra (sax, flute, organs—the works), she glided through Glasses , Softly and Flaming Hot with moody precision. “This is really sexy, it’s crazy!” she laughed mid-set. For Clairo, it was practically a mic drop. Beabadoobee delivered a typically cool-girl performance, dressed in a tee with the word “SEX” in bubblegum pink. “I wore this top especially for Sabrina,” she teased, drawing 65,000 people into her hazy, grunge-pop orbit with Perfect Pair , Charlie Brown , and Real Man . Consider the crossover crowd: Swifties, 1975 fans, and every indie kid who's ever shopped Depop. Amber Mark, meanwhile, brought the tempo up—way up. Part preacher, part dancefloor saviour, she worked the crowd like a veteran, belting out Mixer , Sink In , and Foreign Things with enough confidence to make anyone believe the Grammy’s actually mean something again. The Understated Stars of the Rainbow Stage Elsewhere, the Rainbow Stage became the weekend’s low-key goldmine. Luvcat, dressed in her signature leopard print, brought smoky jazz vocals and an undercurrent of gothic drama that somehow felt appropriate even in the middle of a London field. It felt a bit like stumbling into a speakeasy after getting lost in Shoreditch. SOFY—who was quick to clarify her only similarity to Carpenter was her height—proved otherwise. Her set, including Floating Forever and togethertogether , radiated effortless, shoulder-shimmying cool. Sola kicked things off with jazzy vocals and rich keyboard textures, while DellaXOZ—Bolton-born and Tumblr-coded—delivered a Gen-Z fever dream of a set, complete with tracks from The Della Variant and Dellairium . Earlier in the day, rising indie duo The Two Lips and the ethereal IDER set the tone. A Third Year at BST Hyde Park, A First-Class Experience This marks my third consecutive summer at BST Hyde Park, which feels increasingly like a pilgrimage for the fashion-forward, playlist-obsessed set. From Blackpink’s epic girl-power showcase in 2023 to this year’s short-and-sweet revolution led by Sabrina, the festival has quietly become one of the most style-savvy, emotionally satisfying events on the British calendar.