The Cool List: what's hot in London right now...

Time to break out the fifth wall, people — why limit your interiors to eye level when you have a whole ceiling to play with? Wallpaper it, paint it or cover it with flowers à la Annabel’s. Seems Michelangelo was on to something after all.

Getting a table at the hottest restaurant just got harder. Why? It has only got half a dozen seats to begin with. See siblings Zoë and Layo’s Soho pub basement restaurant Evelyn’s Table (11 seats around the bar), chef’s chef and Chiltern exec Nuno Mendes’s ‘secret’ restaurant Mãos in Shoreditch (14 seats) and Finsbury Park’s cracking new late-night hot-sandwich shop, Black Hamburg (four seats).

Basically fizzy red wine except actually nice and very easy to drink a bottle in the park (parks are very cool).

Parks are, indeed, life (see Lambrusco). And sorry, east London kiddos, but it’s all happening south of the river now, as Field Day moves from Vicky Park to Brockwell Park (pros: smaller space, less room to lose your mates; cons: that hill, to be negotiated when you’ve had slightly too much fun). Also, there’s a Lido, and fewer litter louts drunkenly barbecuing.

Stop drinking the yellow lattes (please stop) and start popping ashwagandha — the calming, energising herb that is essentially four years of thrice weekly yoga classes in a pill, so we hear.

King’s Cross has been regeneration city for ages: now it’s adding a super hot retail spot in the shape of the Dickensesque Coal Drops Yard. Nothing Victorian about the shops involved, though — a shiny new Tom Dixon HQ, cool AF brands Manifesto and Lost Property of London, Paul Smith and Cubitts — and three new restaurants from Spanish royalty Barrafina.

Time to chop your hair, specifically into a summery short box bob. See super-hot models Kris Grikaite and Cara Taylor (right), and Selena Gomez. Keeps you cool on the Central line, plus bobs have more fun.

Old-school shellfish is back. Oysters, sure, but also whelks (left, with seriously punchy garlic mayo at Leroy) and cockles (at the so-hot-right-now Brat, served in liver sauce). Trust us.

Short for tragique, obvs.

Alex ‘I’m pretty sure I’m a psychopath’ Lawther, star of our black comedy obsession ‘The End of the F***ing World’. We love.

Bloomsbury has always been a bit of a weird one — not much there besides Noble Rot and the ghosts of wife-swapping, suicidal Edwardian feminists. But WC1 is kicking off: two well cool hotels (The Principal, with Dalston party restaurant Neptune; the swanky L’Oscar), chic women’s club The AllBright, brilliant Fortitude Bakehouse in a garage and most importantly, a second branch of Roti King.

Leopard print has changed its spots — to snake. Not real snakeskin, duh, but rather snake print, as seen at Chloé (left) and even on Tom Ford’s AW18 men’s ties.

Networking is the new dating. See, Bumble Bizz and Ripple, made by a group of ex-Tinder employees.

Clubbing. Kinda meh, huh? The new cool kid Saturday night is all about pubs, and sort of house parties in pubs. Basically, it involves hitting Nunhead (go down to Peckham, then keep going down) for pints at Skehans, the old Irish pub now rammed with Central Saint Martins students.

To market, to market — to the revived Holcombe Market in Tottenham for proper Ridley Road vibes from the fruit stalls, fishmongers and cheese shop.

Who needs jewellery when you have 10 ready-to-embellish accessories at your fingertips? OTT nails are what you need now, preferably with a healthy dose of Swarovski, as seen at Sophia Webster and Mulberry.

Testosterone is the new botox. Seriously, dosing up on the male hormone, à la Meg Matthews, Trinny Woodall and Jane Fonda, doesn’t mean sprouting a beard and developing a voice deeper than Morgan Freeman’s. Instead gynaecologists and hormone doctors are offering it up as a mega energy booster for forty-somethings and, let’s face it, the not even quite forty-somethings looking to prevent, rather than cure, ageing.

So, probably don’t try doing Barry’s Bootcamp in the giant, clumpy Buffalo trainers all the cool crowd are sporting, as seen at Junya Watanabe, Opening Ceremony and Browns...

See tying scarves around lamp posts for the homeless, or Massimo Bottura’s community kitchen, Refettorio Felix at St Cuthbert’s in Earl’s Court.

On The Market

To market, to market — to the revived Holcombe Market in Tottenham for proper Ridley Road vibes from the fruit stalls, fishmongers and cheese shop.