Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Most plaid shirts make me think of cowboys or Nirvana but this one made me think of Luella, the season with the witches hats and crimped hair. It reminded me of what I always thought Halloween in America was like, very gothic and warm like Hocus Pocus. What a brilliant movie.
PS. Read this blog:
Fatgrrl→ A completely friendly, funny and intensely informative blog. What a terrible description! But wow, how did I not know about this damn site before!? The bloggers, Morgan and Ellie, write about life in a thin-crazy world but it's not a 'Wah wah, why am I fat?' kind of blog. I particularly like a recent article of theirs; Breaking up with a friend. Because sometimes it kind of needs to be done.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
What has this taught me? I find black and dark cherry lips strangely alluring and excessive winged eyeliner doesn't necessarily equal Amy Winehouse/whoever the latest husky voiced, Golden era mimicking girl+band is.
Also, my love of Mac Fluidlines has once again been confirmed.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Then the God Warrior got gastric bypass surgery, released a CD, followed by Hurricane Katrina followed by another episode of Trading Spouses! In this episode the trade is between her family and a black nationalist family and the God Warrior seems to have gone slightly Hollywood, her husband name drops like mad when he meets his new wife for the week. He met Flavor Flav!
Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5
Saturday, July 19, 2008
A fantastic distraction is this video, the result of the collaboration between Prada and James Jean with music by Cocorosie. Yum.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
In case you can't tell, I've been in a wonderful mood this week. And I thank winter.
I am also developing an unnatural obsession with Sonia Rykiel's shows, they are so girly and charming and bright. I always thought butterflies were slightly tacky, mostly because of the plethora of girls with a butterfly tramp stamp (IE. tattoo above their arse) but I can now say I have fallen head over heels in love with the fairytale combination of butterflies, flowers and cascading curls. Oh, to have a garden in my hair!
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
For starters, I wonder what my Mum will wear. Because that's obviously the first stop on the thought train. Second wedding for both and they're keeping it casual but what will she wear?
Selfishly, I then wonder what I'll wear. I have a theory that a person must cover more skin than the bride. Obviously the bride isn't going to be wearing a boob tube and short shorts, but if they're showing a gleaming shoulder then you're covering yours. It's along the same line as not wearing white to a wedding. You just don't follow the same clothing road that the bride has gone down.
All the mention of weddings has me thinking about wedding dresses again (I went a few months without dreaming about creamy lace and magnolias) and thus I present more lovely photos I have saved to my computer and forgotten where they came from!
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Flicking through my Flickr (ohhh, now I see why it's called that) I realised that it had been a year since I found these two magnificent bargains. A book of Tennessee Williams plays for $1 and a Chantilly lace top with a big bow for $6. It seems as though I always buy to a theme, because the top reminds me very much of Blanche Dubois. I have always relied on the kindness of strangers!
Monday, July 7, 2008
I won't lie, I'm a mad anglophile. I love all things Anglo, but it only happened once I stopped being teased about my lack of pigment and "carrot top" hair (somewhere between 14 and 16?) and learned to accept that I'm just never going to be exotic or tanned or have visible eyebrows, that's simply not how genetics work. Pesky little blighters. But the point is obviously that my interest in D&G was peaked by these ads. Tartan and Spaniels (because there seems to be nothing more Anglo than living in a countryside manor and going pheasant shooting your gundog), argyle and a scarf knotted under the chin to keep back your pesky locks while you're riding side saddle...perhaps not.
To add to my frenzy, there are Brogues in the Vivienne Westwood/Melissa shoe collection which look as though they would melt into the shape of your feet with a single wear.
Coco Rocha dances at Jean Paul Gaultier Fall 2007 show (Irish dancing to Scottish music....?)
JPG Fall 2007, very highland fling.
Abaete Fall 2008, reminds me of the Crusaders (because that was such a good period in history....hmmm, maybe not)
Carolina Herrera Fall 2008, Maid Marion if she had been allowed to chuck the corset and join the Merry Men.
And obviously, at the end of the day a true Anglomaniac should be spritzing oneself with Anglomania by Vivienne Westwood. And drinking Earl Grey. Or English Breakfast.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Everybody seems to do an "Inside My Bag" post, I'm a big bag switcher, and I carry all sorts of different lip glosses and balms because I have the tendency to throw one in everytime I go out. At one point I had 11 different lip products in my bag, which is...well, excessive.
I'm using a clutch as my wallet at the moment, it fits everything and the kitchen sink. I have a tin of mints, a couple of pens and my cards and money and all sorts of bits of paper.
The lip gloss hiding behind the mirror is Palmers Cocoa Butter Dark Chocolate and Peppermint Lip Butter and it is as delicious as it sounds. And shiny.
Stay tuned, I uploaded almost the entire collection to flickr...courtesy of style.com of course!