If I lived closer to the West Village I’d go over to Jack’s every morning for a coffee and occasionally having what is probably the best chocolate chip cookie in New York (and it’s just a dollar!). Even though it’s rarely in my way I try to go here now and then, maybe in combination with a stroll down the beautiful Bleeker Street or to read a book sitting in their window.

You have a lot of hills to choose from in San Francisco but in my opinion the best (and most varied) views are from Bernal Hill. Bonus: from my kitchen table I can watch tiny blobs moving around on this hill-- slow blobs are people, fast blobs are dogs.

When Stockholm is cold and the plants I have at home are dying I like to visit the greenhouse at Bergianska. It's such a beautiful place.

St. JOHN is famous for its 'nose to tail' dining which encourages people to eat ‘unusual’ parts of the animal. St. JOHN also have their own bakery and winery and you can just visit for a drink and small bite in the bar (Clerkenwell and Spitalfields).

This painted of the shopping centre by my brother, Leo Verhoeven, shows a rather idyllic vision of the shopping centre we both share. Its pretty rough, full of budget shops and funny cafes and framed by a shanty town style open air market. I have a real soft spot for it as the classic under dog, thats so often slated and condemned but lives on.

A perfect place to hide from the traffic and the crowded streets of Saigon. Here you will get some peace and quiet to log on some wifi and start instagramming! That is something you actually have to do here. Because of the beautiful vintage interior, this café might be one of the most instagrammable coffee shops in town. Oh and the coffee is quite good too!

When you’re in Oslo, you can’t miss the Opera. Here you are allowed to walk on the roof and look at the views and smell the ocean. At summer time you can even catch an outdoor concert on the top of the roof.

Cool shop designed by Andreas Bozarth Fornell (Specific Generic), fashion wear from Sweden, pink concrete + brushed aluminium.

One of the best places in NYC.

Fresh is best. The best place in Melbourne for fresh cheese. The Buffalo Mozzarella and the creamy Ricotta are to die for. I used to have to wait years and fly half way across the globe to my home in Italy just to bite into one of these creamy morsels of goodness. Now my life can be defined by the ‘pre La Latteria period’ and the ‘post La Latteria period’.

We found this beautiful store by accident while wandering around hilly Lisbon in the sunshine. A beautiful menagerie of vintage finds, curated designers, accessories and trinkets. Housed in a high-ceilinged, big windowed architectural treat. My perfect home (shop wise). I left with a Parisian summer dress in peacock tones, and a big smile. The staff were helpful and lovely, and coincidentally I had something in common with the gorgeous owner. We shared stories of graphic design and Leeds Art College—it really is a small world.

I go to the flea market in St Ouen to look for old cameras and expired film. But it’s also a great place to see all the different walks of life from Paris’ extreme social scene. At the top of the ladder you’ve got the aristo-bourgeois crowd acquiring Louis XV furniture at the indoor antiques markets; the thirty-something bobo set paying way over the odds for mid-century designer chairs and formica tables; the banlieusards from the Neuf Trois getting kitted out with the latest sneakers and hoodies along the rue des Rosières; then at the very bottom you’ve got people trying to scratch a living selling second hand food at the Carré des biffes at Porte Montmartre. It’s an eye opener for sure.