Model: Jessie Hill Longo

Assistant: Charlie Fleming

Shot in back garden in Camden 12/10/2014. It’s never too late to try something new. A long way to improve, and I’m excited for it.

Seen on the Northern line from London Bridge to Camden Town: the gentleman on the right reading a book with his hand on his face would sporadically get up, make balloon animals, and fasten them to the posts. He wasn’t trying to sell anything. 

Fitzrovia is one of my favourite places in London because - to quote a friend - “It’s got tonnes of character, but not one dominant character.”

On Friday night, my friend Martha and I met The Handlebar Club at The Windsor Castle near Edgware Road. The Handlebar Club is an international club of moustache-sporting gentlemen who gather once a month to make merry amongst fellow moustachees.  I should set the scene of The Windsor Castle at this point, because it’s already pretty bizarre in its own right. Some of the friendliest pub staff I’ve met in London, a Thai kitchen, and decadent royalist interior decor. Imagine if the crockery cabinet of a royal family fan club had just vomitted all over the inside of a pub, and then decided to order Thai take-out and a home-brewed ale, and you’ve got a pretty good mental picture. I say that with the utmost love and appreciation. Bewilderment is one of my favourite emotions, and this place never fails to deliver it. That and the ever-welcoming warmth of the atmosphere means that it’s a place I keep going back to. 
The Handlebar Club themselves are absolutely fabulous. Several dozen moustachees aged 20-something and onwards playing conkers in the street, puffing away on pipes, nomming sandwiches, and generally being delightful company. A few of them had even flown in from Germany for the occasion, and we were in the presence of many international-award-winning moustaches. I had my first sniff of rum-flavoured moustache wax (not very rum-flavoured; I’d recommend peppermint instead), and chatted to club member Alan Spencer, who - on top of being a man with an excellent moustache - is also a Macebearer in Southampton. 
He shared with me the incredible story of Harnaam Kaur, the ‘bearded lady’, a 23-year-old Sikh woman who has polycystic ovary syndrome which has left her with a full beard which - through her religion - she chooses not to shave.
To find out more about these lovely gentlemen, please visit: www.handlebarclub.co.uk and by all means have a chat with them if you see them at the pub - they are incredibly friendly folk!  On Friday night, my friend Martha and I met The Handlebar Club at The Windsor Castle near Edgware Road. The Handlebar Club is an international club of moustache-sporting gentlemen who gather once a month to make merry amongst fellow moustachees.  I should set the scene of The Windsor Castle at this point, because it’s already pretty bizarre in its own right. Some of the friendliest pub staff I’ve met in London, a Thai kitchen, and decadent royalist interior decor. Imagine if the crockery cabinet of a royal family fan club had just vomitted all over the inside of a pub, and then decided to order Thai take-out and a home-brewed ale, and you’ve got a pretty good mental picture. I say that with the utmost love and appreciation. Bewilderment is one of my favourite emotions, and this place never fails to deliver it. That and the ever-welcoming warmth of the atmosphere means that it’s a place I keep going back to. 
The Handlebar Club themselves are absolutely fabulous. Several dozen moustachees aged 20-something and onwards playing conkers in the street, puffing away on pipes, nomming sandwiches, and generally being delightful company. A few of them had even flown in from Germany for the occasion, and we were in the presence of many international-award-winning moustaches. I had my first sniff of rum-flavoured moustache wax (not very rum-flavoured; I’d recommend peppermint instead), and chatted to club member Alan Spencer, who - on top of being a man with an excellent moustache - is also a Macebearer in Southampton. 
He shared with me the incredible story of Harnaam Kaur, the ‘bearded lady’, a 23-year-old Sikh woman who has polycystic ovary syndrome which has left her with a full beard which - through her religion - she chooses not to shave.
To find out more about these lovely gentlemen, please visit: www.handlebarclub.co.uk and by all means have a chat with them if you see them at the pub - they are incredibly friendly folk!  On Friday night, my friend Martha and I met The Handlebar Club at The Windsor Castle near Edgware Road. The Handlebar Club is an international club of moustache-sporting gentlemen who gather once a month to make merry amongst fellow moustachees.  I should set the scene of The Windsor Castle at this point, because it’s already pretty bizarre in its own right. Some of the friendliest pub staff I’ve met in London, a Thai kitchen, and decadent royalist interior decor. Imagine if the crockery cabinet of a royal family fan club had just vomitted all over the inside of a pub, and then decided to order Thai take-out and a home-brewed ale, and you’ve got a pretty good mental picture. I say that with the utmost love and appreciation. Bewilderment is one of my favourite emotions, and this place never fails to deliver it. That and the ever-welcoming warmth of the atmosphere means that it’s a place I keep going back to. 
The Handlebar Club themselves are absolutely fabulous. Several dozen moustachees aged 20-something and onwards playing conkers in the street, puffing away on pipes, nomming sandwiches, and generally being delightful company. A few of them had even flown in from Germany for the occasion, and we were in the presence of many international-award-winning moustaches. I had my first sniff of rum-flavoured moustache wax (not very rum-flavoured; I’d recommend peppermint instead), and chatted to club member Alan Spencer, who - on top of being a man with an excellent moustache - is also a Macebearer in Southampton. 
He shared with me the incredible story of Harnaam Kaur, the ‘bearded lady’, a 23-year-old Sikh woman who has polycystic ovary syndrome which has left her with a full beard which - through her religion - she chooses not to shave.
To find out more about these lovely gentlemen, please visit: www.handlebarclub.co.uk and by all means have a chat with them if you see them at the pub - they are incredibly friendly folk!  On Friday night, my friend Martha and I met The Handlebar Club at The Windsor Castle near Edgware Road. The Handlebar Club is an international club of moustache-sporting gentlemen who gather once a month to make merry amongst fellow moustachees.  I should set the scene of The Windsor Castle at this point, because it’s already pretty bizarre in its own right. Some of the friendliest pub staff I’ve met in London, a Thai kitchen, and decadent royalist interior decor. Imagine if the crockery cabinet of a royal family fan club had just vomitted all over the inside of a pub, and then decided to order Thai take-out and a home-brewed ale, and you’ve got a pretty good mental picture. I say that with the utmost love and appreciation. Bewilderment is one of my favourite emotions, and this place never fails to deliver it. That and the ever-welcoming warmth of the atmosphere means that it’s a place I keep going back to. 
The Handlebar Club themselves are absolutely fabulous. Several dozen moustachees aged 20-something and onwards playing conkers in the street, puffing away on pipes, nomming sandwiches, and generally being delightful company. A few of them had even flown in from Germany for the occasion, and we were in the presence of many international-award-winning moustaches. I had my first sniff of rum-flavoured moustache wax (not very rum-flavoured; I’d recommend peppermint instead), and chatted to club member Alan Spencer, who - on top of being a man with an excellent moustache - is also a Macebearer in Southampton. 
He shared with me the incredible story of Harnaam Kaur, the ‘bearded lady’, a 23-year-old Sikh woman who has polycystic ovary syndrome which has left her with a full beard which - through her religion - she chooses not to shave.
To find out more about these lovely gentlemen, please visit: www.handlebarclub.co.uk and by all means have a chat with them if you see them at the pub - they are incredibly friendly folk!  On Friday night, my friend Martha and I met The Handlebar Club at The Windsor Castle near Edgware Road. The Handlebar Club is an international club of moustache-sporting gentlemen who gather once a month to make merry amongst fellow moustachees.  I should set the scene of The Windsor Castle at this point, because it’s already pretty bizarre in its own right. Some of the friendliest pub staff I’ve met in London, a Thai kitchen, and decadent royalist interior decor. Imagine if the crockery cabinet of a royal family fan club had just vomitted all over the inside of a pub, and then decided to order Thai take-out and a home-brewed ale, and you’ve got a pretty good mental picture. I say that with the utmost love and appreciation. Bewilderment is one of my favourite emotions, and this place never fails to deliver it. That and the ever-welcoming warmth of the atmosphere means that it’s a place I keep going back to. 
The Handlebar Club themselves are absolutely fabulous. Several dozen moustachees aged 20-something and onwards playing conkers in the street, puffing away on pipes, nomming sandwiches, and generally being delightful company. A few of them had even flown in from Germany for the occasion, and we were in the presence of many international-award-winning moustaches. I had my first sniff of rum-flavoured moustache wax (not very rum-flavoured; I’d recommend peppermint instead), and chatted to club member Alan Spencer, who - on top of being a man with an excellent moustache - is also a Macebearer in Southampton. 
He shared with me the incredible story of Harnaam Kaur, the ‘bearded lady’, a 23-year-old Sikh woman who has polycystic ovary syndrome which has left her with a full beard which - through her religion - she chooses not to shave.
To find out more about these lovely gentlemen, please visit: www.handlebarclub.co.uk and by all means have a chat with them if you see them at the pub - they are incredibly friendly folk!  On Friday night, my friend Martha and I met The Handlebar Club at The Windsor Castle near Edgware Road. The Handlebar Club is an international club of moustache-sporting gentlemen who gather once a month to make merry amongst fellow moustachees.  I should set the scene of The Windsor Castle at this point, because it’s already pretty bizarre in its own right. Some of the friendliest pub staff I’ve met in London, a Thai kitchen, and decadent royalist interior decor. Imagine if the crockery cabinet of a royal family fan club had just vomitted all over the inside of a pub, and then decided to order Thai take-out and a home-brewed ale, and you’ve got a pretty good mental picture. I say that with the utmost love and appreciation. Bewilderment is one of my favourite emotions, and this place never fails to deliver it. That and the ever-welcoming warmth of the atmosphere means that it’s a place I keep going back to. 
The Handlebar Club themselves are absolutely fabulous. Several dozen moustachees aged 20-something and onwards playing conkers in the street, puffing away on pipes, nomming sandwiches, and generally being delightful company. A few of them had even flown in from Germany for the occasion, and we were in the presence of many international-award-winning moustaches. I had my first sniff of rum-flavoured moustache wax (not very rum-flavoured; I’d recommend peppermint instead), and chatted to club member Alan Spencer, who - on top of being a man with an excellent moustache - is also a Macebearer in Southampton. 
He shared with me the incredible story of Harnaam Kaur, the ‘bearded lady’, a 23-year-old Sikh woman who has polycystic ovary syndrome which has left her with a full beard which - through her religion - she chooses not to shave.
To find out more about these lovely gentlemen, please visit: www.handlebarclub.co.uk and by all means have a chat with them if you see them at the pub - they are incredibly friendly folk!  On Friday night, my friend Martha and I met The Handlebar Club at The Windsor Castle near Edgware Road. The Handlebar Club is an international club of moustache-sporting gentlemen who gather once a month to make merry amongst fellow moustachees.  I should set the scene of The Windsor Castle at this point, because it’s already pretty bizarre in its own right. Some of the friendliest pub staff I’ve met in London, a Thai kitchen, and decadent royalist interior decor. Imagine if the crockery cabinet of a royal family fan club had just vomitted all over the inside of a pub, and then decided to order Thai take-out and a home-brewed ale, and you’ve got a pretty good mental picture. I say that with the utmost love and appreciation. Bewilderment is one of my favourite emotions, and this place never fails to deliver it. That and the ever-welcoming warmth of the atmosphere means that it’s a place I keep going back to. 
The Handlebar Club themselves are absolutely fabulous. Several dozen moustachees aged 20-something and onwards playing conkers in the street, puffing away on pipes, nomming sandwiches, and generally being delightful company. A few of them had even flown in from Germany for the occasion, and we were in the presence of many international-award-winning moustaches. I had my first sniff of rum-flavoured moustache wax (not very rum-flavoured; I’d recommend peppermint instead), and chatted to club member Alan Spencer, who - on top of being a man with an excellent moustache - is also a Macebearer in Southampton. 
He shared with me the incredible story of Harnaam Kaur, the ‘bearded lady’, a 23-year-old Sikh woman who has polycystic ovary syndrome which has left her with a full beard which - through her religion - she chooses not to shave.
To find out more about these lovely gentlemen, please visit: www.handlebarclub.co.uk and by all means have a chat with them if you see them at the pub - they are incredibly friendly folk! 

On Friday night, my friend Martha and I met The Handlebar Club at The Windsor Castle near Edgware Road. The Handlebar Club is an international club of moustache-sporting gentlemen who gather once a month to make merry amongst fellow moustachees. 

I should set the scene of The Windsor Castle at this point, because it’s already pretty bizarre in its own right. Some of the friendliest pub staff I’ve met in London, a Thai kitchen, and decadent royalist interior decor. Imagine if the crockery cabinet of a royal family fan club had just vomitted all over the inside of a pub, and then decided to order Thai take-out and a home-brewed ale, and you’ve got a pretty good mental picture. I say that with the utmost love and appreciation. Bewilderment is one of my favourite emotions, and this place never fails to deliver it. That and the ever-welcoming warmth of the atmosphere means that it’s a place I keep going back to. 

The Handlebar Club themselves are absolutely fabulous. Several dozen moustachees aged 20-something and onwards playing conkers in the street, puffing away on pipes, nomming sandwiches, and generally being delightful company. A few of them had even flown in from Germany for the occasion, and we were in the presence of many international-award-winning moustaches. I had my first sniff of rum-flavoured moustache wax (not very rum-flavoured; I’d recommend peppermint instead), and chatted to club member Alan Spencer, who - on top of being a man with an excellent moustache - is also a Macebearer in Southampton. 

He shared with me the incredible story of Harnaam Kaur, the ‘bearded lady’, a 23-year-old Sikh woman who has polycystic ovary syndrome which has left her with a full beard which - through her religion - she chooses not to shave.

To find out more about these lovely gentlemen, please visit: www.handlebarclub.co.uk and by all means have a chat with them if you see them at the pub - they are incredibly friendly folk! 

The greens creep in. Camden. The greens creep in. Camden.

The greens creep in. Camden.

Sand artist on the Southbank, London, UK. 

London reds.  London reds. 

London reds. 

London blues around Liverpool Street.  London blues around Liverpool Street. 

London blues around Liverpool Street. 

Temporarily living in Bayswater, London, UK.  Temporarily living in Bayswater, London, UK. 

Temporarily living in Bayswater, London, UK. 

Sila near Earl’s Court, London.