Just Zeitgeisting.

Change of Location, Change of Karma

2010-12-30T11:57:00.002Z

Due to some rather annoying technical difficulties with Blogger, I've now migrated to WordPress.

Find me at http://simplyzeitgeist.wordpress.com

Toodeloo!

Who Doesn't Love Being a Queen?

2010-12-17T13:51:00.006Z

Here is a piece that I recently made for my university course. It's a magazine shopping page designed for Harper's Bazaar.

Despite being coursework, which many would agree is often a chore/pain in the ass (and not the good kind), I actually LOVED writing and researching the Snow Queen trend. I've also found that InDesign is seemingly straightforward to use, and dare I say it... also quite relaxing.
Nerd Alert.

Enjoy!

Net-A-Porter Supporter

2010-11-30T22:50:00.014Z

While visiting one of my favourite non-fashion websites, a sidebar immediately caught my eye.

A simple black and white image of a young female model proceeded to transform into a full-blown colour advertisement for Net-A-Porter's online Party Boutique collection.

I'm not usually a fan of Internet advertising (especially when they annoyingly hover over the page you want to read), but the use of dramatic colours was so attractive and enticing that I have decided to write a blog commending it.

Well done, Net-A-Porter! Although it didn't actually make me view the collection online (I am waiting eagerly for Mr-Porter, however), the red silk gown by Halston was a welcomed distraction from my online travels.

Toodeloo!

Uh Oh.

2010-11-14T23:38:00.007Z

Waiting for my train today, I spotted this advertisement for vistbath.co.uk:

and then immediately recalled another advertisement for the fragrance, Kelly Calche by Hermes:

What ever happened to originality!?

Naughty, Naughty.

The Bored and the Beautiful

2010-11-05T13:03:00.007Z

Head to toe in Givenchy clothing and so obviously aware of her compelling beauty, a young model perches upon a wooden chest. I stare at her in awe, but do not receive so much as blink in response. Instead she remains inanimate, bored and detached. The bottles of Moët and candles around her fail miserably at inspiring a different mood.

Her counterparts are equally attractive, with their impossibly pale complexions, skin-piercing cheek bones and bee-stung lips. I immediately envy them, their clothes and their seemingly blasé attitude.

Next door, the atmosphere is different; brighter colours are evident in the fabrics and in everyone’s clothing. One model sits lion-esque on all fours whilst her friends stand proudly around her.

As I walk away (still envying their lifestyle and clothes), I feel the mannequins from Harrods’s window display watch back, envying my freedom and ability to breathe.

(See previous post for photographs).

Hello Harrods

2010-11-05T12:35:00.011Z

Some snaps of mine from a day in Lundan.

Toodeloo!

Botox Beast

2010-11-04T19:01:00.001Z

Botox for children is becoming the norm, Daniel Stewart believes it should be frozen in its tracks.

Botox or ‘B’, as whispered in frozen-faced social circles, was once revered as the celebrity anti-aging miracle. It seems now, however, our infatuation with looking youthful has transpired to children as young as eleven, with the advent of ‘Teen-Toxing’.

Although many medical practitioners do not issue Botox to minors, the American Society for Aesthetic Plastic Surgery claims that in the US alone, over twelve thousand Botox procedures were carried out on children less than eighteen years of age in 2009. That number is continuously rising. Whilst I accept that there are several medical procedures that would be included within this figure, such as for the prevention of excessive sweating of the underarm and for migraine headaches, it baffles me why anyone under eighteen would even be concerned with wrinkles.

Texan single-mother, Jennifer Barnes, spoke proudly to a magazine last week of her £1000 Internet spree on Botox injections - for her eleven and twelve year old daughters. “I (don’t) want my girls to get wrinkly. I’m judged because I’m not beautiful and I’m overweight. It’s too late for me.” As she appears unfazed, pun intended, it seems no doubt that the ‘toxin’ part of Botulinum Toxin has gone to her brain.

I understand every mother’s temptation to shield her offspring from any negative judgements she may have personally received from her peers as a child, but Ms. (‘Barmy’) Barnes’ personal administration of Botox to her daughters is the equivalent of physically reinforcing that they are visually imperfect. Standard (and most would say ‘normal’) forms of affection, including kisses and cuddles to heal a child’s woes, have been replaced by needles and frozen pea compressors.

But it doesn’t end there. What happens when the little twelve year old grows older and finds more than “wrinkles” to pick at? Maybe a breast augmentation is in the pipeline, a nose job. Heck, she’ll soon have her plastic surgeon on speed dial.

The problem it seems isn’t a wrinkle here and there, as our wannabe-Botoxed-babies would have us believe. The problem is an underlying lack of self-esteem and a lack of common sense from us, as parents, to counteract it. Many blame the media and its constant bombardment of highly airbrushed models and I wholly agree, however, as parents, teachers and guardians, we also have the duty to ensure that children understand that this level of perfection portrayed by magazines is fantasy.

My tips to ensure that Botox does not end up on my children’s Christmas list is simple:

• Ban ‘Botox parties’. The thought of letting my child go to one of these, and returning home with a face like Quasimodo, sends shivers down my spine.

• Provide that all-important emotional support network at home. Listen to their concerns. Find the root.

• And if all else fails, show them photographs of Jackie Stallone before they go for surgery.

Finally, don’t be shocked if you find many Botox Beasts (parents advocating their child’s insecurities through Botox) unfazed by this article after reading. Many of them will want to be angry, but simply cannot muster that frown.

- A piece I wrote for my coursework at university :)
(Images derived from http://www.piercemattiepublicrelations.com/ and http://www.drfoot.co.uk/)

Belated Vivienne Westwood

2010-10-12T12:47:00.000+01:00

The Vivienne Westwood Shoes exhibition in Selfridges, London is exquisite. Correction, was exquisite. It's been a while since it was actually held there, but it's taken me a while to get my favourite photographs online.

Call me busy. Call them fabulous.

Enjoy!

p.s. I wanted to take a photo of the infamous penis shoe, but when I had finally reached it in all its splendour, I witnessed a young girl (presumably another blogger) being berated by security, and suddenly realised that you were not allowed to take photographs in the exhibition. Boo. Hiss.

Apollo Wing Shoe - Spring/Summer 1988

Swarovski Court - Spring/Summer 2008

Glitter Boot - Autumn/Winter 2006

Frilly Petit-Pied Sandal - Spring/Summer 2004

Brocade Hammerhead Ankle Boot - Spring/Summer 1982

Exploration Sling Back - Spring/Summer 2001

I see these shoes and wish I were an actual woman. Or at the very least, that I could buy them in size 11.

Toodaloo!

Gotta Have Faith!

2010-09-24T01:15:00.000+01:00

Sexy, stylish and extroverted are words uncommonly associated with Muslim women. Twenty-two year old sales assistant, Rumesa, is an exception.

Praying everyday in her Hijab and by not wearing clothes that visibly parade her womanly assets, (à la Snog, Marry, Avoid) are just two examples of how her faith influences her style. Regardless, she has the uncanny ability to style an outfit that is subtlety sexy, effortlessly stylish and extroverted through its diverse colour palette.

"My religion makes me think more creatively," she declares, "it might be strict in places but I work around it." And she does. A sheer cerulean blue shirt is hidden beneath a floral cotton jumper and embellished with a single silver amulet. The look is finished with metallic gold harem trousers, tied with a hot pink belt, and poised faux leather alligator heels. (As pictured above).

Her style is eye candy. And it appears Vogue would agree, having style-spotted Rumesa whilst at Waterloo Station recently, as well.

Her advice for fellow fashionistas is simple: “Find the trend you have a ‘feel’ for, be careful not to fully immerse yourself in it, but pick out one or two related items that match your personality.”

Side Note: Rumesa is a rare breed in the fashion world, having not yet found the right platform to showcase her style to the world. But even as a self-confessed technophobe, she assures me that a new blog is in the works. So stay tuned, ladies and gentlemen, because this young lady is the most-stylistically-in-tune-person-I-have-ever-met.

Toodaloo!

Boyah.

2010-09-23T17:28:00.001+01:00

In a city as fabulous and historically rife as London, it's a regular occurance for a complete stranger to walk up to you, hand over a camera and shout "CHEESE!" as you click away at them.

Having a complete stranger walk up to you, asking that you shout "CHEESE!" (whilst they click away) is not such a regular occurance; at least not to a mere mortal like myself.

But there I was, with my best friend in tow, being snapped by bloggers outside the House of Holland show.

Fun stuff.

Here's a photograph that a fellow blogger took of me :)

Check her blog out here: http://siausiaulovesuzuki.blogspot.com/

Toodaloo!

P.s. The dungarees were a hit! You heard it here first ;)

Jacobs Explodes onto the Fragrance Scene

2010-09-04T14:45:00.003+01:00

'BANG' came onto the scene d'fragance less than a month ago. And whilst in fast-paced fashion terms this new men's fragrance, by Marc Jacobs, could now be seen as old news, I have finally found a sample and the time to write a review.

After a quick whiff, courtesy of Selfridges, 'BANG' is literally the first thought that enters my mind. Strong stuff, indeed. But whilst it should not be worn by the faint-hearted, the sheer masculinity evoked by the scent will have others faint of heart in the best possible way.

The top notes of black, pink and white peppercorn gives BANG its edge, whilst the heart notes of masculine woods and base notes of patchouli, white moss and vetyver, "add a comfortable warmth (and) a powerful sensuality."

If muscle-clad Hercules worked in a peppercorn factory, he would smell like this, for sure.

And let us not forget the bottle. The Creative Director of Louis Vuitton and Head Designer of his self-named brand, has said: "The idea of bang... as an adjective, as a sound, as a sensation, y'know, it was like an impact. So to take something quite classic and then dent it, or bang it, that is what felt quite literal and quite right."

Jacobs also says this is a fragrance that he regularly wears himself.

Now who wouldn't want to smell like a demi-god?

Toodeloo!

For more information, see http://www.marcjacobsbang.com/

Rant

2010-08-20T12:52:00.002+01:00

How many times have you included the word "old" or "fat" when describing someone in disdain?

Something along the lines of that "I hate that fat, old b*tch!" are not uncommon; we hear them everyday.

It seems those simple adjectives in particular (fat and old) are consciously and subconsciously embedded in our minds as insecurities. Most people have fears and insecurities of ageing, just as most people have in relation to weight-gain and body mass in general.

I have therefore come to the conclusion (cue dramatic music) that:

"The flaws we pick out in others, are the flaws we see in ourselves."

I'm not going to rant and say "Never insult another human again!" because there are occasions when it's justifiable. (Pause) I can't think of any right now, but I'm sure there are!

But this I will rant:

If a partner or significant other picks out flaws/ a flaw in you that results in you feeling insecure, (For example: "Are you sure there isn't anything about you you wouldn't change? I could name a few." - This was actually said to me!) then laugh. Laugh a good heart-felt laugh. And then walk away. No, don't walk... STRUT. Strut like you are Naomi Campbell pre-blood diamond/ post-community service.

In a word (or two): be untouchable.

At the end of the day, people pick out flaws in others all the time, but for it to stem from a partner, e.g. the guy who should be past accepting you and now onto the worshiping stage. Hell no, girlfriend!

Take it from Bruno Mars:

Cry Me a Fiver. Part 2 of 2.

2010-08-18T00:25:00.000+01:00

Some might call me judgemental for this, but I was brought up with the notion that many homeless people are prone to recreational activity, such as taking drugs, and so I would much rather show compassion through buying them something to eat, than to pay for an addiction.

A packet of hobnobs, one apple, one orange and two packets of crisps later, I returned with them swinging in a bag. "What's that?" He asked.
"I bought you something to eat," I replied and started reading out each item like a shopping list.
"But I wanted change to buy a Big Mac."

I SCREAMED INSIDE. Who wouldn't? I handed him the bag and turned away.

The remaining money from that £10.00 didn't last. And ended with me welling up with emotion and leaking them all over the shop floor (via salty tears) so unprofessionally to my manager.

When asked why I was so upset, I explained how I wasn't able to afford travel to work the next day.
"Why is that?" She questioned.
"Because I gave my money to a homeless man."

I laughed. She laughed louder. I healed. Graciously, I was then lent money for food and travel to and from work.

I have learnt from this event and my overall financial position that:
charity definitely starts at home.
and
those who live beyond their means should act their wage.

So no more lunches at Selfridges for me then. (Boo!)

With a special thanks to Kelly :)

Toodaloo!

Cry Me a Fiver. Part 1 of 2.

2010-08-18T00:00:00.000+01:00

I am "bad" with money - see my little speech marks there? I use the word bad in that format because whilst I am "bad" at saving and "bad" at keeping track of my finances, I (and most probably the whole of Generation Z) am "good" at spending it.

A lot of people blame the bankers for the recession and people living beyond their means, blah blah. All I know is that if I were a banker in today's economic climate, I would undoubtedly find myself thrown from the stock market to the stocks.

Yesterday I had £10 to my name. Unless you include my ISAs, which would bring the total to around £10.80.

I needed £6.45 for my day travel card to work. 'Sorted!' I thought as I stared at the train times at Waterloo. A man in a yellow t-shirt suddenly appeared,"I really like your pink t-shirt," he said.
I let out an "Urgh, thanks. But I feel a bit disgusting as I've been wearing it for two days because I didn't go home over the weekend."
"Well I've been wearing mine for two weeks, so I don't have much sympathy." He replied. A harsh odour encompassed my senses, I turned to face him. It was evident that he was homeless.
The world didn't swallow me whole at the point, but I certainly wished it did.

I learnt little about him. Other than he liked my unicorn necklace, had one issue of the Big Issue and wanted some change.
Clinging to the magazine and unwilling to actually sell me the issue, I offered to get him some change but needed to visit a cashpoint and buy something from a shop to get some. He waited... and ended up doing so for ages as I just couldn't decide whether he would prefer milk digestives or hobnobs.

Continued -

French Assistance.

2010-07-18T18:54:00.003+01:00

If the British are supposed to despise the French, then I am officially a traitor to my nation.

Season six of Sex and the City spurs my desire to speak it fluently - is it a cliché that I'm able to remember every bit of French in the episode due to excessive viewing?

Derived from http://stealtheirstyle.co.uk/

Shakira's underrated song, 'Don't Bother' and the line "she speaks perfect French," also motivates me, after having recently been compared to the 'she' mentioned in the song by a close friend... (hopefully for her intellect and charisma and not her boyfriend stealing ways!) Repeat after me: "If he's emotionally unavailable, I'm unavailable for him."

I digress.

So I recently bought Michel Thomas' French Introductory Course (after my uncle wooed his now Japanese wife at a flamenco class with the Japanese version of 'The Michel Thomas Method!') and I am astounded - Monsieur Thomas is a bloomin' genius, and better yet, at the start he emphasises how you just have to listen to the CDs without EVER "taking notes," or "trying to remember what you have learnt," or "doing any homework!" - That's fine with me, love!

I personally find it hard to sit down for hours without doing anything, (and sitting French-fried in the summer heat outside is so faux pas) so I've transferred the CDs to my iPod and now listen to it whilst on the train to work.

After just four hours, I genuinely feel confident in my vocal abilities (and I can imagine the other passengers on my train feel the same after my consistent sudden blurts of "c'est ne pas comfortable pour moi!").

It would seem that I am no longer just a 'James-Franco-phile' (Phwoar, what a dish!)...

but a Francophile, as well!

For more information about Michel Thomas (who I recently discovered survived two years in a WWII concentration camp and went on to teach various languages to A-listing Hollywood stars, including Woody Allen, Doris Day and Barbra Streisand!) here's the link:

http://www.michelthomas.co.uk/default.htm

Marmite Girl

2010-07-18T16:15:00.002+01:00

Love her or hate her, you can’t help but have respect for Lady Gaga after posting this on her Facebook page last night:

This morning, she replied again:

I find it emotionally staggering to believe that an individual, like Lady Gaga, chooses to promote love and consideration for others, whilst another (who in this case is revered as head of a major religion) chooses to promote this:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/7796663.stm

The cynics out there might suggest that this is all part of Lady G’s exterior to sell more records... ipso facto, perhaps the Pope should be using the same PR procedures for his UK visit in September, to evoke a more positive reception from the public.

Just zeitgeisting.

Captain America - Final Part.

2010-07-12T17:30:00.000+01:00

Would he give any advice to the people of Britain regarding the war? “You can't put a single soldier into harm’s way and be surprised when they don't come home,” he proclaims. “Every solider that Britain sends into Afghanistan, should [be sent] there knowing that they might not come back. And I don't think that kind of thought goes into things like when we send troops over there and we lose twelve this month and people gasp [and question] 'how did we lose twelve soldiers? What did the government do wrong?'”

As described within the report from his Commanding Officer, Jay’s ‘candid’ personality is especially evident here, as his body tenses and his hands motion emotively. He finishes, “The government didn't do anything wrong, you put [soldiers] out there and they get shot. Is what we have to gain from Iraq worth the lives that are about to be lost? And if the answer is yes, y'know, you can't really cry about these people, if the answer is no, then you have to ask the government why they went there to begin with.”

Image derived from http://www.thelastminuteblog.com/

Captain America - Part Four.

2010-07-12T17:25:00.001+01:00

It has been ten years since the British government uplifted the ban on homosexuals serving in the armed forces, but as a gay man in the US Army, Jay has had to keep his sexual identity a secret under the ‘Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell’ policy. “I don't have a problem with ‘don't ask, don't tell’, purely because in America they're still backwards,” he declares.

But with Obama’s decision to postpone the repeal of the policy for two more years, surely he feels resentment and possibly fears the discriminative legislation? “I don't think that they were trying to be homophobic... they were just trying to make sure that the army wasn't being crippled by any sort of social issues. President Clinton didn't say gay people can't be in the military, but by doing the ‘don't ask, don't tell’ thing he's saying ‘right you can serve’ but made the determination that being openly gay would cause the units to become less combat effective.”
The American Psychological Association (APA) and five other professional organisations in the US disagree, stating, ‘Comparative data from foreign militaries and domestic police and fire departments show that when lesbians, gay men and bisexuals are allowed to serve openly there is no evidence of disruption or loss of mission effectiveness.’

The continuation of the British armed forces serving in Iraq is undoubtedly a factor many individuals will think about when casting their vote in the 2010 general election. Despite being an American citizen, Jay is an avid follower of British politics. “I'm watching closely out of interest, but British politics are quite ‘dumbed’ down,” he asserts, “and I don't think [this election is] really going to matter all that much, [because with] the party system you don't get to control it as much as Americans do.”

Jay announces that if he could vote, the conservative party would have his support.

Image derived from http://www.gaysocialites.com/

Captain America - Part Three.

2010-07-12T17:15:00.000+01:00

Jay continues to explain how America “wanted to create a situation where they had facilities in the middle of [Iraq] that they could do whatever they want... As much as they talk about ‘the pull out’, we were building sewage treatment plants and power stations and a brand new control tower for the airfield. They have places in Iraq that will be American forever and ever now.”

His apartment in Shoreditch holds a vast collection of army paraphernalia including a flight helmet that has followed him in every country, his sleeping bag, uniforms and a dark green holster that would carry his firearm (he quickly adds, “They didn’t let me keep the gun!”)

His walls are decidedly British, with photographs of famous London landmarks including the London Eye and Canary Warf, “I like Britain,” he beams. A poster of a human silhouette with holes hangs near the dining room table - an alarming but impressive picture when you notice the accuracy of each impending bullet, “That was just practising back in the woods with my brother in the US,” he says calmly, obviously accustomed to every visitor’s question of how it came to be.

News of British ‘fallen heroes’ having to ‘fight alone’ in Afghanistan provinces, such as Helmand, is an ongoing concern conveyed extensively in tabloid journalism. Jay clarifies, “There’s nothing we can do about it. Every country operates under special democracies [and] social constraints. [A] government might be courted by the Americans and the Brits to send troops to Afghanistan, but [many cannot] afford for them to go into combat [and] their people won't tolerate it.”

Image derived from http://www.neurophilosophy.wordpress.com/

Captain America - Part Two.

2010-07-12T17:06:00.001+01:00

“[The coalition] never should have gone into Iraq to begin with; but now that they're there, it's one of those damned if you do, damned if you don't things,” Jay explains. “If they leave and it becomes worse than it was before, then they get blamed for it, so they have to kinda hang around and make sure it's at least a little bit better off than when they got there.” His straight-forward honesty here is refreshing, but the question still hangs: why did America go to war with Iraq? Jay pauses momentarily.

“... because unfortunately the average American, despite not even being able to find Bosnia on a map, has an opinion on whether or not we should have troops there. [The Americans are] very insular and unfortunately very vocal, so if the average American person thinks that we need to do something about September 11th, then the politicians or any democracy have to react to that.”

Many will find themselves unconvinced by this statement. Conspiracy theories surrounding the greed for oil and the American government’s own personal agenda with Iraq before 9/11 (with George Bush Senior) are not so outlandish, but Jay shrugs them off. “No, I don't think it had anything to do with oil, that's silly as there is oil in other places in the world.” He adds, “it was just that the American people needed something to be done so that [9/11 could] never happen again... George Bush took advantage of that, and had a bone to pick with Iraq anyway and saw it as an opportunity to go to war.” The ‘bone’ proposed by Jay, for those of us less in tune with American history, was to “take Saddam Hussein from power... and get the Iraqis out of Kuwait,” – in a nutshell.

Captain America - An Interview Piece for My University Course

2010-07-12T17:02:00.002+01:00

Fighting the Fiction from the Frontline

By Daniel Piggott – Stewart

In an exclusive interview, gay American Captain Jay*, exposes his truth behind the US invasion of Iraq and why he supports the ‘Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell’ policy.

“I hate the word hero,” says the young soldier who is changing from a Saville Row suit into a green t-shirt and brown khaki shorts. “To me [being] a hero entails doing something out of the ordinary, some sort of self sacrifice that is above and beyond what is expected of you... the word [has been] watered down by contemporary usage.” And who is to argue with the Captain? Jay has an impressive seventeen years of US Army service under his belt and according to a recent report from his Commanding Officer, has ‘battle tracked over 700 combat missions totalling over 6,000 flight hours, during Occupation Iraqi Freedom 09-l l.’

During his recent time from the Army and as a keen entrepreneur, Jay has been successful in his application to London Business School, hence the suit from Saville Row, “I’ve been busy, busy, busy,” he says with pride. “[It’s] uncanny that I found the time for this interview,” and uncanny it is, for the date marks the one month anniversary of the Independent’s exposé of ‘secret papers’ which were withheld from the public by Sir John Chilcot’s Iraq Inquiry.

The ‘secret’ Foreign Office strategy papers, which were conceived by senior civil servants at the end of 2000, proposed an illegal ‘regime overthrow’ within Iraq from the British government, requiring ‘massive military effort and [risking] considerable casualties.’ – Former Prime Minister, Tony Blair has since given evidence in support of this cause to the Iraq Inquiry, however the case continues.

Part One.
*Identity protected for legal reasons.
Image derived from http://ceasefireiraq.org/

Top Designer Overheard.

2010-06-24T03:16:00.001+01:00

'Just Zeitgeisting' for me, is a blog that tries to capture to spirit of the times. Of course, it's mostly fashion, however I've recently earned an interview with a high ranking Captain in the US army (don't get filthy), which should put forward a more political voice to my writing. Stay tuned...

But without any intention of becoming the next 'Perez', this specific post has a fluffy appeal to it, as it regards a recently overheard conversation between a world famous British fashion designer shopping in Topman, Selfridges and a sales associate, and has no really purpose than being a beacon of gossip.

Without naming names, the gentleman proceeds to question the associate whilst his items are being scanned. "Are you going on holiday this year," he asks.
The associate, unbeknownst of this celebrity encounter, replies that he is not.
"Maybe if you win the lottery, hey?" The designer scorns.

Meow.

- 'You know you love me... XOXO'

How I Survived Cold Turkey.

2010-06-23T13:53:00.000+01:00

I feel like Miranda from Sex and the City when she runs out of battery power on her 'cell' during her log cabin honeymoon in the woods.

In other words, my internet connection has been corrupted in Surrey and so I find myself currently throwing aggravated middle fingers to the computer icons at the bottom corner of the screen.

Who knew I had become so dependent on cyberspace?

Upon hearing this, a million boys out there would probably shout, "Poor kid, where is he gonna get his porn?!" And they're right, the lack of style.com, my porn, most definitely leaves me frustrated.

Is this a philanthropic scheme by Richard Branson (my internet connection is Virgin Media) to get us university kids some sunshine induced vitamin D, instead of staying cooped up on the computer? (Well, Dick... you failed, as I am currently in the dark, venting out my emotions on the lack of internet connection on said computer).

Twenty-four hours have passed.

But all is not lost. To ease the continual child-like prodding from my mind of "Na na na na na na... You're missing out" and the paranoia thus created, I keep myself busy and discover time to actually get on with things, like sewing up holes in my jeans (god bless the life of a student), picking up my 'Valley of the Dolls' book after three years of saying "Every character pisses me off, I'm never finishing the damn thing!" and even writing this blog...
Time I would have otherwise spent on the most contradictory website online, perezhilton, or filling my basket with Burberry, Dior and McQueen on selfridges.com and then emptying it when it’s finally time for bed.

Have I learnt anything from my 'back to the Stone Age' peril?
Yes. Simple pleasures can be found everywhere in things that don't require an internet connection.

Will I go back to my old ways?
Of course, I'm not that simple.

If this is on the internet, then know that I survived.

3. Plenty Of Freaks... the results.

2010-05-12T22:47:00.010+01:00

Whilst some might consider me harsh for labelling the free online dating website, Plenty Of Fish, more like a containment and platform for 'Plenty Of Freaks', I believe you will soon see my point.

Firstly, I didn't know Chad Michael Murray was on POF!? And at 5ft, too... he's a head above the rest.

It was only last night that I found another reason to put the fishing rod down from Plenty Of Fish, after receiving an email entitled: "hi," from an individual who I have kindly screen printed for you below; I've protected his identity with a home-made eye mask:

"hi there sexy. just browsed through your profile and noticed that your single. im a male escort so just wanted to let you know that if you ever need someone on a lonely night im the guy for you. i will take care of all your needs whatever they may be :) feel free to message me on pof if you get lonely or bored. take care x"

Erm...

And let's not forget ol' Leo, who despite never having any form of social discourse with me, has happily added me to their 'favourites' list:

So after countless (hilarious) emails, which unfortunately I didn't back up - so they've been kindly deleted by POF, and with no such luck in the cyberspace sea, I had decided to delete my account. I mean, the site can be the best pick-me-up emotionally when you receive an email like the one above, but the "attention" that I would receive from the individuals on this site, is really the attention I should be giving myself.

So I pressed delete...

and then a page popped up with this sentence:

"64% of users clicking the delete button have found someone.

Have you found someone or are you just giving up?"

Damn Plenty Of Fish and your rhetorical devices. Luckily for me, my A-level in English Language makes me very aware of your trickery.

I could have continued "the search" for longer, until my patience wore thin or until I ran out of fishing wire, but for now, I figure I'm really much too young to join the circus.

Toodaloo!

2. Plenty of Fish - continued...

2010-05-12T20:55:00.007+01:00

The creation of my online Plenty Of Fish profile was challenging at first. I mean, what in hell are you meant to tell a complete stranger?

"I like cats. Those replying must like cats."

I eventually sprouted this out:

"Daniel's fun fact: I found the Plenty of Fish website after it was featured in the 'Telephone' music video by Lady Gaga and Beyoncé!

When not working my bottom off for my bachelor's degree in Fashion Journalism at university, I will be found travelling around London town, writing my blog, working out, meeting with friends and enjoying life's simple pleasures."

It was cute, honest and (I hoped) conveyed to the world that I have a sense of purpose and am not the type who would spend hours moping around on a computer waiting for Mr. Right.

Finally, it asked for me to write about what I would expect from a first date. Deciding against the cliché: "going out and watching a movie and maybe more..." I wrote something more original:

"I like dates involving dinner, with an a pinch of adventure and a handful of humour ;)"

My hair suddenly grew long, blonde and curly and I found myself growing a prominent mole on my chin; as a newly formed Carrie Bradshaw and with Queen's, 'Somebody to Lurrvve' playing in the background, I couldn't help but wonder, would I ever find somebody to love? (joke).

The suspense has lingered on far enough, so let's say for the record... NOT on this fookin' website.

If I'm perfectly honest, Plenty Of Fish would be more appropriately named, Plenty Of Freaks...

To be continued -

Medusa the Model

2010-04-12T20:51:00.002+01:00

Clash of the Titans circa 1981, was my favourite film growing up as a child, well, that and any film remotely unicorn-related.

So to hear that I would be able to relive my childhood in 3D upon the remake, well, that set my inner child dancing.

I haven't seen it yet, so this isn't a review. But I would like to congratulate the director, Louis Leterrier, for casting the beautiful Natalia Vodianova as the snaked-haired gorgon and therefore staying true to the beauty of Medusa, which is vitally mentioned in Greek mythology.

A taster from the film, featuring Natalia is below:

ENJOY!

1. Plenty of Fish - To Swim or Not to Swim

2010-04-11T22:39:00.002+01:00

Having watched Lady Gaga’s ‘Telephone’ music video quite a lot since its release, (it was pretty epic, ya have to admit) I began to notice things:

1. One of the guards from the prison bore a striking resemblance to Ms. Mann from the film, Scary Movie... and I found out it is actually her! (see image!)

2. And the free online dating website, plentyoffish.com is featured in the video - TWICE.

I thought ‘Hey, if Gaga is featuring Plenty Of Fish, then maybe it is fantastic’ – my hopefullness (and perhaps delusional self) beaming. So I joined the dating website then and there in the pursuit of fun (don’t get filthy) and maybe a date or twelve.

It started with a simple relationship chemistry test. The computer told me I was “someone low in family orientation” – of which I would agree, I mean I’m a nineteen year old student... I hardly know what day it is, let alone whether I want children in the future.

It then proceeded to rub my ego with its positive analysis of my personal self confidence, openness and easygoingness, until of course, it came to self-control. Apparently I am someone who “exerts little control over (my) actions... commit(ing) social blunders that might offend other people and get (me) in trouble.”

I was gobsmacked and wanted to shove that paragraph right up the arse of the webpage, how very dare this website judge me. However instead of becoming a self-fulfilled prophecy, I mustered self-control, bit my lip and continued with the creation of my profile.

To Be Continued -

Apologies for My Absence...

2010-03-12T16:14:00.000Z

I have been incredibly busy with my new part-time job (woot-woot!) and my fashion editorial coursework, which I am proud to present here:

I worked with the wonderful Carla for this shoot :)

Find her on http://style-studies.blogspot.com/

The model featured is my beautiful friend from home, India :)

And the setting was a fabulous apartment in St. Martin's Lane, London - with thanks to Lester!

Our brief was to create an editorial of three pictures in the style of a fashion magazine - we chose British Elle.

Toodaloo!

p.s. I have only just discovered Marina and the Diamonds... WHERE HAVE I BEEN!?

BURBERRY PRORSUM = awesome

2010-02-23T18:49:00.003Z

Christopher Bailey has wowed an audience of millions across the globe after streaming his Autumn/Winter collection live and in 3D from London Fashion Week.

The chief creative director at Burberry said, "This unprecedented event will allow people to experience the energy and atmosphere of this event from around the world," he continued: "3D will bring our global audience into the London show space, allowing them to see the colour, fabrics and be a part of the moment when it all comes together."

Interviews were taken in preparation of the runway show, featuring supermodel Twiggy, actress Mary-Kate Olsen and indie rock band, The Kooks, who each spoke of their love for the British brand Burberry, which was founded in 1856.

The 2010 collection labelled: 'The Burberry Cadet Girls', featured shearling coats paired with thigh-high leather boots, moss green pencil skirts and collarless blouses with zips down the front.

A key ingredient of the collection was shearling, which provided a sense of comfort (both physically and visually) on different jackets and boots, and dare I say it... was used more sophisticatedly than that of a pair of UGGS.

The overall concept seemed to bring together a rural and country-fied lady, with her cousin - the city dweller.

LOVE IT!

Toodeloo!

The Rudeness Around Rude Boy

2010-02-18T22:33:00.001Z

The hype right now is all about Rihanna's Rude Boy music video, which was recently leaked onto the internet one day before release.

Searching through blogs and the 10,425 text comments on Youtube from the VEVO channel, I have come to decide that the majority of people love Rihanna's return to her Jamaican roots, whilst the remaining are either undecided or think Rude Boy lacks her famous musical artistry and is basically a copy of M.I.A's music video, Boyz.

For Reference: M.I.A's Boyz, was co-directed by Jason "Jay Will" Williams, of self-made company, Jay Will Films and Rihanna's Rude Boy was directed by Melina Matsoukas, who has also directed videos for Beyoncé, Ne-Yo and Kylie Minogue.

Having watched both videos, I have found similarities. And I've kindly posted both clips below.

But I have decided to be frank and ask: who actually gives a crap? If both videos are a blatent embracement of their native cultures, why all the hullaballo?

All industries and professions whether it's writing, directing, advertising, etc., 'borrow' or are inspired by things around them or that have been.

W. R. Inge once said: "Originality is undetected plagiarism," - and I cannot agree more, because a lot of the time, ladies and gentleman, that 'undetected-ness' can be subconscious.

I will say that my subconscious certainly kicked in when I got a distinct feeling I had seen one part of Rihanna's music video before. One scene bears real similarity to the Pepe Jeans advertisement of Autumn/ Winter 2007, featuring Sienna Miller.

Rihanna Rude Boy Music Video

Pepe Jeans Advertisement 2007

Sadly, I am unable to muster the energy to complain erratically about this "infringement" upon the fashion world via Youtube; or in other words, I couldn't give a crap.

But kudos to me and my photographic memory and kudos to Rihanna for her song that I can't stop playing.

Toodaloo!

Turban Or Not Turban?

2010-02-17T23:00:00.003Z

... that is the question.

The consistant downpour of rain in Surrey, plus my personal hankering for cake from Sainsbury's, has resulted in what can only be documented as one of the funniest moments of my life.

Not wanting to get my hair wet (I must be scoring an 11 on your gay-o-meter) but wanting to spice up a particularly gloomy and wet Tuesday, I took my best friend's hand and walked in the rain to get cake... wearing a turban.

Some may have opted for an umbrella. Or at the very least - a hood, or a kipper, or any other kind of headwear. I opted for my label-less red scarf which smelt like my current built-in wardrobe, which currently contains a bird's nest.

*NOTE TO SELF: Must get Landlord to vanquish said bird's nest.

Did I mention that my friend wore one, also? But whilst she looked great in an electric blue ensemble, I was looking more like my own personal brand of hobgoblin, or an extra from 'Adventures of Noddy'.

The journey there was fantastic. I felt that by causing people to stare out of car windows and laugh, we were doing a service for humanity by brightening up the lives of complete strangers.

Strutting around Sainsbury's was going to be even more fabulous, (and this blog was going to have pictures galore!) however after seeing our local Dub-Step Boys and their horrified visual double-takes, we decided to escape down frozen veg, removing the scarves until the journey home.

Despite cheering up someone's day, there are other obvious advantages to wearing a turban - the lack of humidity affecting your hair, warmer ears... the list could go on.

But it's safe to say that the wearing of a turban in everyday life (unless you have confidence of steel) should probably be left to those whose religion it satisfies, or the catwalks of 2007.

Prada Spring/Summer 2007

Toodaloo!

Love Magazine Has Done Me Proud.

2010-02-15T20:31:00.005Z

Despite the fact that I didn’t quite buy into the recent issue’s ‘different supermodels in the same position’ malarkey, and the flicking through of LOVE (featuring some of my favourite fashion icons, e.g. Kate Moss) and finding more genitalia in my face than that of my local GUM clinic authority...

I am pleased with a recent discovery on their website.

http://lovething.thelovemagazine.co.uk/

LOVE has put together a short video, entitled: ‘The Love Thing,’ with a catchy theme by US band, Sleigh Bells, called A/B Machines.

Most impressively is the footage. Kasia Struss, Dree Hemingway and Lindsey Wixson are a few models from the bunch that really stood out for me, keeping it “fierce” - as Tyra would say.

Kasia Struss

Dree Hemingway

Lindsey Wixson

Check it out.

Keep up the good work, LOVE.

Toodaloo!

Alexander Wang and his Nineties Youth Gang

2010-02-14T17:59:00.003Z

I recently stumbled upon a fantastic blog called: Style Studies (check it out!)

A recent post from there mentioned how Alexander Wang had broadcasted his Autumn/ Winter womenswear 2010 collection online on Nick Knight’s website http://www.showstudio.com/ – so I had a look...

I was blown away by how youthful Natalia Vodianova looked as she opened the show... if it weren’t for her Wall Street-esque style suit, I would have placed her age at nineteen years, and I feel that is fundamentally what Wang’s vision for this collection is all about – a nineties nostalgia for his generation, who are at an age where being a young professional is the now the norm.

The overall nineties look of the models was evident. There were references to Clueless through visible midriffs within suit tailoring and with preppy quirks such as the backpacks, which utilised spaghetti sashes in the most flamboyant manner.

(I can only imagine wearing one of these bags and finding myself being dragged along by the London Underground trains as the lengthy tassels became trapped between sliding doors – and believe me when I say that I wouldn’t look like Gwyneth Paltrow whilst this occurred).

Wang’s nineties appeal had an air of sophistication. Gone are the colourful preppy colours featured from Cher Horowitz’s computer-programmed wardrobe, (see below) instead Wang relished in camel browns, midnight blacks, granite blues and elephant greys.

I loved the thing high legwarmers. Ok... they were hardly a nineties trend, as they do in fact originate from the flash dancing eighties, but I’ll let Wang off since his are velvet and so cute.

Wang’s asymmetrical pleated dresses, reminiscent of seashells, are indeed noteworthy, as well.

Finally, the overall appearance of the hair of each model was significant. All grunge-like and dishevelled, it made me think of mermaids... and then elves, and then unicorns (only kidding!) as each models’ ears were intentionally poking through.

Toodaloo!

Calvin Klein is Mighty Fine

2010-02-14T12:37:00.003Z

Italo Zucchelli, head designer of Calvin Klein has joined the ranks of other fashion houses in their quest for immediate exposure, by streaming his 2010 collection live.

His Autumn/ Winter 2010 menswear collection, which will be broadcasted from W.39th in Midtown (that's New York to us British folk) is set to air at 14:00 ET today, (which is 19:00 in GMT) on social networking site, www.facebook.com/calvinklein and at http://www.calvinkleincollection.com/.

Previously, the late Alexander McQueen broadcasted his Spring 2010 Plato's Atlantis collection live on Nick Knight's website, http://www.showstudio.com/ - an event which caused the site to crash due to glamouristas wanting a peak at the show and music maniacs wanting to hear Lady GaGa's newest single, Bad Romance.

Alexander McQueen Spring/Summer Ready-to-Wear 2010 Collection - Plato's Atlantis

So grab your seat, get the notepads out and we'll see who can be the first to blog about Klein's newest venture.

Toodaloo!

Remember Me?...

2010-02-14T01:20:00.000Z

You can only imagine my child-like euphoria as I discovered good ol' Jenga had materialised itself into my life once again:

Oh, the life of a student.

Toodaloo!

Now, if you're sitting comfortably...

2010-02-14T00:50:00.003Z

My university library is full of treasures. Apparently. So after being informed of this, I decided to check it out. I didn't find the Holy Grail... but let's not get all Dan Brown about that. I did, however, find a rather interesting tome of a book of which my lecturer happened to mention previously, entitled:

STYLIST - The Interpreters of Fashion.

With a foreword by Anna Wintour, STYLIST opens with an arctic chill, cool enough to send wannabe fashion editors back to the heat of mother's arms:

"You cannot be taught how to be a great fashion editor... Either you've got it or you haven't."

However daunting this may sound, Wintour did however, get my brain ticking away about the sheer magic (or chemistry, as she puts it) that can occur between stylists and photographers, suggesting that successful partnerships in fashion are as powerful "as the chemistry of a good marriage."

Sarah Mower, (hilarious) contributing editor to American Vogue and Style.com and columnist for the Daily Telegraph here in the UK, (check out her work... now.) writes a fantastic introduction for STYLIST and really sets the tone of the book. Mower makes those who take the time to read it eagerly anticipate which stylists have made it in her cultivated list.

Grace Coddington, Camilla Nickerson, Carine Roitfeld, Tonne Goodman and Karl Templer are but a few stylists featured, that I have come to admire greatly.

Having just looked on Amazon.co.uk, the book (now three years old) is affordable at £24.54 and seems a valuable and inspirational treasure for any individual, whether budding or within the fashion industry.

p.s. I loved the size of the book at home on my table, but carrying it home from the library made me feel slightly pretentious. Maybe I just haven't got it, as Ms Wintour would say ;)

Toodaloo!

The Best Friend from Portsmouth

2010-02-10T20:59:00.003Z

... took a load of photographs of me for her photography portfolio this evenin' :)

Take a gander.

Isn't she good?!
Her photography skills can be found here...
http://faithlouise1991.livejournal.com/

Sporting Greats

2010-02-10T00:19:00.004Z

Spring 2010 is the time to dust off your trainers (or sneakers, as called in America!) and adopt a more fabulous sportswear ensemble. Forgetting Juicey Couture Tracksuits and other colourful counterparts, this season's fitness trend is more focused on the cut and tailoring of the fabric than bold hues.

Bottega Veneta and Hermès both featured sporting styles with emphasis on spring's clean and "clinical" (thank you, André Leon Talley!) finish.

Hermès Ready-to-Wear Spring/Summer 2010

My personal favourite is Veneta's karate-inspired halter jacket with rolled up sleeves, spaghetti sash belt and matching shorts, as pictured above on model, Sasha Pivovarova.

Inspired by fashion's latest sprint into spring, I decided to dress up for my daily run, as photographed by myself below.

(With a camera, I might add, that was propped up on a remote control on a cushion, on a stool and on a chair!)

The trainers are Lacoste, the tracksuit bottoms are from Adidas, the faux-leather jacket is from Topman, the scarf is from Monsoon Accessorize and finally the knit is from Murphy&NYE.

À tout à l'heure!

Frida Gustavsson -

2010-02-08T00:44:00.001Z

A new favourite model for me from Stockholm, Sweden :)

Currently strutting her stuff for Paris Fashion Week 2010.

Très belle.

Toodeloo!

Model Behaviour

2010-02-05T19:08:00.001Z

Having read numerous articles on the subject of Jessica Stam’s make-up bag, (it seems knowing its contents is more hastily searched upon than suspected terrorist luggage) I’ve succumb to the allure of Laura Mercier.

Yes. If Ms. Stam likes good ol’ Mercier, then I do, too. I mean supermodel in a bottle? Yes please.

Upon Laura Mercier Oil Free Tinted Moisturiser, she said: “I have to wear so much make-up when I’m working that it’s a real treat to just be able to use this when I’m off-duty. It evens out my complexion and feels weightless.”

With that, I was immediately hooked. I believe in sociological terms this is the moment I would be labelled a Cultural Passive Robot: someone who is duped in by advertising and lacks independent thought ;)

Results...

One happy kid.

No flash photography though, please... Or I'll be shiny, shiny, shiny.

Toodaloo!

Journal Time

2010-02-04T01:27:00.001Z

I've just spent a good hour reading through my journal (very Anne Frank of me, I know) and found an entry from 26th September 2009:

"I love and respect myself enough to only date people who will contribute to my already present happiness."

WOAHHHHHH...

Talk about a positive affirmation!

That's deep shit,

and actually still very true :)

Toodaloo!

Ooo lovely

2010-02-03T01:10:00.000Z

I recently attended an exhibition in London on the work of world-renowned fashion photographer, Norman Parkinson and this image particularly caught my eye - Carmen Dell’Orefice, 1951

Carmen Dell’Orefice, legendary muse of Salvador Dali and mature model in today’s society, is photographed above in Parkinson’s revolutionary styling of taking the model out of the photo-studio.

For me, this piece conforms to Parkinson’s spontaneous photographic manner and tells a story subjective to each viewer’s own present emotion.

The photograph is clever and challenging to decipher since there are no clear facial expressions to set the mood, instead Parkinson leaves the meaning to the viewer and begs the question:

Is this a picture of happiness or sorrow?... or more importantly:

Are you an optimist or a pessimist?

Toodles.

Now

2010-02-03T00:26:00.000Z

I pride myself on having an exciting daily life, whether it's sight-seeing in London, and then the great probability of getting incredibly lost in between statues, right up to jacuzzi dipping on a third date (ok, that's a lie... it was actually on a FIRST date, but don't get any ideas!)

But in complete antithesis, I'm going to write about something something far less glamourous:

I recently felt that tingling. And I'm not talking about pins-and-needles.

I'm talking esteem-shattering-Mt.-Etna's-erupting-FML-pimple-sprouting-on-my-hooter (nose).

*GASP* Talk about ew.

So what did I do? Well, I'm glad you asked...

because apart from panicking and tearing through my facebook contacts thinking who could have put such a hex on me ;)... I actually stopped it right in its tracks with a little help from ol' tea tree essential oil.

Of course, I ignored the instructions on the packet advising something about the need of a carrier oil; I know I have a spot, man, but do I look like an apothecary?!

Anyway, I couldn't recommend it enough. It's cheap, widely available and a life-saver, if you have little else but your looks :)

Toodles.

'appy Birthday!

2010-01-19T01:26:00.000Z

Immortal Supermodel, Katherine Ann Moss, is now thirty-six years young and allegedly engaged to long-time significant other, Jamie Hince.

CONGRATULATIONS!
Here's to the next 36!

[Fashion Moment] – Jumpsuit

2009-12-30T12:18:00.002Z

image courtesy of style.com

Fashion has the uncanny ability of transforming the mediocre, into an object most coveted - the jumpsuit is no exception.

Originating from the US during the early 20th century, the ‘coverall’ or ‘playsuit’ became a staple item in the common workplace ensuring that clothes beneath would not get dirty and greasy. Manufactured during WWII for parachutists and pilots as a one-piece flight suit, the jumpsuit’s unisex appeal meant it was also worn by women as a uniform on the home front.

The jumpsuit’s sheer simplicity teamed with profound practicality (except when the call of nature has to be made) has ensured the longevity of the jumpsuit in other industries. During the mid sixties, the jumpsuit earned high publicity as the first garment on the moon, subsequently ascribing itself as the default uniform in all futuristic based television programmes and films.

As seventies glam rock beckoned, the jumpsuit tore away from its practical-based roots and evolved flared legs with high collars and plunging necklines. It became an iconic symbol of Elvis Presley, who famously wore them on stage all white and bejewelled. David Bowie, or rather his flamboyant alter-ego, Ziggy Stardust frequently donned the jumpsuit - representational of the androgynous style at the time.

After the eighties, the jumpsuit was pushed to the back of every stylista’s wardrobe and had not seen a revival until recently on the spring/summer 2009 catwalks. Encrusted with Swarovski crystals and formed with body con fabric, Alexander McQueen was one of the first designers to push boundaries with this trend.

In its many forms, the jumpsuit remains a zeitgeist representational of many past eras. Its abundant history conjures nostalgia from great wartime efforts, through to the space programme and psychedelic spirit of the sixties into the glam rock of the seventies.

The noughties interpretation of the playsuit is unique in that it has no purpose or meaning as noteworthy as previous decades; perhaps it is our current postmodern approach to form, function and fashion that suggests this time around playsuits really are just for playing.

Toodaloo!

Oops...

2009-12-10T11:13:00.000Z

'ello you beautiful lot,

So I stormed into my local House of Fraser one fortnight ago, visa card in hand, and demanded that the store lady sort out the bane of my life... my "troublesome" skin.

Well, I didn't actually demand anything, it was more like: "I think the scruffing lotion in 2.5 would probably suit my type 2 skin better..."

She seemed bitterly scared at this point, most probably due to the fact that my poor-student-need-a-job demeanour has been detectable recently, (with the random C.Vs falling out of coat pockets in public places) paired with the fact that I appeared to know the Clinique product lines better than herself.

So there I left £46.50 lighter. (Please don't tell my mum!)

Did I mention that the lady who served me was a betty and gave me a complimentary bonus box? :)

I bought the Scuffing Lotion (I love the masculine approach... scruffing! Haha!... None of that wimpy "exfoliation" here!) in 2.5, the Light Daily Gel Lotion and the Extra-Strength Liquid Face Wash.

The results -

Well... I've only had a couple of teenage angst "I-hate-my-life" moments since using the product twice daily. I've found my skin, which was once reasonably oily in the t-zone, is now the complete opposite and has been so dry (also perhaps due to cold weather) that my face has needed a good dollop of the Clinique moisturiser, plus one by Simple every now and again.

And any pores around the t-zone have been minimised!

I'm happy with the results, but I'll keep you posted incase my face drops off.

toodaloo!

B-b-b-Brightonnn

2009-12-07T00:49:00.000Z

'ello you beautiful lot,

I went to visit my beautatious friend, Emilia, recently in Brighton

(she's going to be a pharmacist, don't you know? - not just a pretty face!)

and got dressed to the nines for our night on the town...

The mauve shirt is a cheapie from an Officer's Club from back in the day.
The gray vest is from Topman.

The gray skinny jeans are courtesy of my twelve year-old sister and are from River Island. (Thanks, Cheyenne! Haha!)

The belt is from TK maxx (must go have a gander again soon!)

and the silver jewellery is from ma mère :)

Oh!...

and the look wouldn't be complete without an alluring stereotypical gay pose, complete with bunny tail ;)

toodaloo!

Boppidy-Bop-Bop

2009-12-03T08:48:00.000Z

'ello you beautiful lot,

I'll keep it short and sweet for my first post and invite your visual attention to an outfit I threw together recently:

The unicorn t-shirt is apparantly vintage, because I used to wear it as a nightie when I was eight years old and because it has a Ribena (or 'beana) stain on it from that period too - clearly my past penchant for slurping sugarised shite in my nightie before bed is apparent

... it has been washed though, people ;)

The cardigan was a cheapie from Primark. God bless the recession.

I actually MADE the shorts from some fabric from my textiles class.

The belt was a 36" waist and so had to create a new hole for my bodehh; it's by a brand called LowLife.

And the shoes... well, they're just your average-joe plimsolls.
Oh!...

...and finished with a bunny tail - which is obviously not genuine for all you PETA enthusiasts out there ;)

in homage to Louis Vuitton's 2009 Fall collection (with the ears).

toodaloo!