Posted by Harriet on 01/08/12

My own Hiroshima detonator has just gone off. After months of my eyes morphing into my computer screen and sourcing designers and artists, finally I bit my lip and launched The 123 Store online. (www.123store.co.uk).

Formally a four storied concept store in the heart of East London, I had a Noah’s ark moment, set sail and shipped “The best of British” onto the interweb. My former colleague and I (Micaela Phillipo) spent two years building up 123 Bethnal Green Road, being voted best shop 3 years running by TIMEOUT, giving jobs to our penniless friends and dealing with a 400 strong rat infestation. There was always a bottle of Jonny Blacks behind the counter, homeless “harry” lingering outside with a polish beer and a harem of local kids sitting on the bench doing nails for “a quid a pop”. The most memorable experience was homeless Harry (real name Alexander) was screaming obscenities, tongue inbetween two fingers at the shop door. I dared him to come in, cross the line. Didn’t think he would. Then he fucking did. Chased me round the jewellery cabinets, arms flailing like a beast he hissed as he ran. The customers fled, all that Bryony (black lipstick, dog collar wearing sales assistant) could do was squirt water at him (albeit from behind the counter) and scream “Leave her alone”. He got soaked, I nearly chocked. A few months later he did try and strangle me, did I mention that our feisty Aphrodite boss Micaela also throws a hearty punch?

The shop engulfed and consumed my life. I didn’t see the sun once last year (did anyone?!) Like a doll in a goldfish bowl.  Streetsquad’s Louie was our resident photographer, Mimi the in house model. Sami and Lucy both did shoots on our Mary Poppins style rooftop it was sort of the HQ, the pit stop for everyone passing through Red Church street.

Anywho. Back to shop, I would love for everyone to have a gander, maybe buy something, actually yes, please buy something! We are supporting THE BEST OF BRITISH, ETHICAL AND LOCAL FASHION AND ART. I am constantly looking for new additions for the site. If it sounds like your kinda thang email me: Admin@123store.co.uk. If not  as recycling and ethical King NOKI once said “give a falic one fingered thumb “fuck you” to commercialism and capitalism”.

Pig out. X




It’s the same reason I play Billie Pipers “honey to the bee” full volume when I awake, why I went, and have been obsessing over, Hula Hooping classes. The same reason I drag my unwitting friends to pole dancing in activist’s and freedom fighter’s squats in Hackney Wick (you get a tangerine and a slap on the bottom at the end). It’s the quest to find and insure that my inner 90’s bea-stung breasted monster child is still in there. So, with the promise of a florescent pink Queen of Hearts cocktail and an assurance that this is NOT exercise, darling Mimi and I  ventured to the Biscuit Tin, Shoreditch, to find the 6 packs we had lost somewhere between puberty and McDonalds.

MARAWA the AMAZING. Phowaaoor.  Not only has she played at EVERY festival you’ve ever been to, The Amazing has  done it on every continent, she’s done it on a trapeze, TV shows, music videos. You name it Marawa has grinded on it. Pint sized Marawa is a delicious, Nutritious, heart racing and good for your health. Her current record, she told me, is 133 hoops at once.  She’s better than a light installation or a disco ball, its mesmerizing to watch.  So after an hour of Mimi boomeranging her hoop across the room several times, me playing a brown nosed teacher’s pet, we upped our game.

So imagine a torpedo hula hooping, okay? So your this torpedo, hula hooping pedo, your arms are in the air, your nipples have popped out and then taken shelter and Marawa starts throwing a heap of hula hoops at you, screaming, HARDER, KEEP IT UP, rhythm… cuuum OOOOORRRN, KEEP GOING FASTER!!

“Ok well it takes a lot of practice”.

I ended up being 130 away from Marawa’s record, three on the go, frizbeeing someone in the head only once.

Mimi at this point has a green bruise crawling up her hips and announced herself exercised out. I announced myself too sober and we left. But I am going back Sunday…

(Photos courtesy of Marawa the amazing)

Marawa website: http://marawatheamazing.tumblr.com/post/20002449886/circus-fest-is-getting-close