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"Getting high before work isn't the usual protocol, but here I am..." 

Read the the full article for tmrw magazine here.

Getting high before work isn't the usual protocol but here I am, in downward dog, 17 floors up. It's 8am on a Wednesday and Fat Buddha Yoga's rooftop class is well underway. 

With fast-paced sun salutations and a beat to match, the Morning Flow session quickly banishes any bleary eyes in the house. We stretch and flex our way through the next 45 minutes, invigorated by the nippy outdoors and city views. Arched over in a way I'd rarely find myself at this hour feels unexpectedly great. 

The White Collar Factory's terrace makes for an impressive location: I stare into the distance for balance and St Paul's stares back. With the Shard in my periphery and London's iconic skyline beyond, I feel centred in the city’s centre, unrushed in rush hour.

As the class comes to an end we take a moment to lay down, palms up. Shoreditch sounds uncharacteristically tranquil below and it's easy to relax, contemplating the day ahead. I welcome the stillness, often rare when you're busy living your best life.  

Old Street station is very literally a hop, skip and jump away, and after grabbing a complimentary cappuccino on the way out I bounce onto the tube, marvelling at all this convenience. I arrive at work feeling spritely and zen.

Scientists say it takes 3 weeks to make or break a habit. Having reaped the benefits of early morning yoga I vow to conquer my daily desire to stay in bed for as long as possible. With a bundle of bookings made, I'm confident about breaking my morning mould to become a bendier, more productive me. 



The "steak" sandwich I devoured in the name of research

Last week I trotted off to Vegan Nights – London’s meat-free foodie festival rapidly earning itself cult status.

I indulged in some food porn and wrote about it for tmrw magazine: click here to read my review.

Back with an "Americana" twist, this month's Vegan Nights event celebrated all things stateside - bar Trump. The hedonistic hub, hailed "Las Vegan", surpassed any expectations of a generic foodie festival with its balmy summer vibe.

Held at The Old Truman Brewery on Brick Lane, stalls, bars (and buses) serving sweet and savoury lined the courtyard - leaving plenty of space for revellers to laze on the Astroturf and devour their food. The open-air venue was strewn with lights and studded with American tributes, including a miniature Statue of Liberty clutching a carrot to add the finishing touch.

The game-changing gastronomy would make even the most dedicated carnivores question why they still eat meat. Leading the pack was CookDaily - an established name in London's vegan scene - serving sticky teriyaki "chickn" bites. Wow. Succulent and blissfully gristle-free, the Asian flavours stood out among the hot dawgs and cheese fries.

After chowing down on some "steak" that was peculiar but moreishly spongy, it was time for dessert. Froconut's plant-based ice cream caught our attention served in a coconut half with a glorious hunk of honeycomb. Refreshing and moosey, it satisfied our taste buds and Instagram feeds simultaneously.

From hipster to high street, veganism has gone mainstream - and beyond. A-listers including One Direction's Liam Payne, Daniel Kaluuya OBE and Ben Whishaw were amongst yesterday’s Vegan Nighters, showing their support for cruelty-free food.

BBC 1Xtra’s Melody Kane, Benj + Teaboyz and Becky Tong headlined the DJs and were dotted around keeping the vibe alive. Besides the music and meat-free madness, event organisers were also considerate enough to provide a Hollywood-worthy pink carpet and coordinating backdrop for photo ops. And with that, Vegan Nights evoked every aspect of a millennial’s summer night dream.