Proud Gallery

I wandered around Camden today and stumbled onto the Proud Gallery.

What a space! If I was a gallery owner and cared about galleries, oooh I'd be green.

After sipping an Estella on the deck chair in the sunshine (thanks nice Kiwi lady), I wandered through and was imagining future birthday parties, dancing wildly to the band on the little stage. My arty friends would be down the back drinking red wine and deconstructing the photographs whilst my young and free gals would be doing little skips in their party dresses, hoping to impress the boys in bands.

Yes, this is the type of place that inspires.

Visit here, or go for real.