natale.

as much as you want to ignore it, as much as you wish it would just go away for another year, it is becoming ever more apparent that Christmas is nigh. i'm not a scrooge actually, i LOVE Christmas more than is probably normal. i've been anticipating it since oh, maybe October? mhmm. i squealed in utter delight when they put up the lights on George Square & Royal Exchange Square earlier this month and emoted something similar when i got my first red Starbucks cup of the year.

there's just something about the air when it's almost Christmas, everyone seems so jovial and generally in good spirits. i resent people who moan about how busy the shops are, i think there's nothing more uplifting than walking down Buchanan St on December 24th! i love the last minute panic buying and having rosy red cheeks from the cold, sipping gingerbread lattes, having my arms hurt from all the bags, hearing christmas songs by the buskers in the street. it's all so romantic!

the only part i have trouble with really, is coming up with gift ideas. i am utterly stumped. i mean, i like to make the effort of picking something i know my friends and family will like, but that doesn't make it any easier. so this year, i am planning ahead a bit more than usual.

with that said, my parents are pretty predictable. my mum doesn't have cheap tastes, unfortunately for my bank balance, but it's safe to say some delicious jo malone candles and a bottle of the trusty Lanvin will go down well. my dad, well he's just not fussed about gifts really, maybe because he expects the same old rubbish? i've decided on an Alexander McQueen skull tie and a bottle of his favourite vintage whisky. the tie was an absolute steal! the whisky, not so much..

but then there's my two sisters, one being 16 and one being 9. i mean, two most awkward ages to buy for or what? the 16 year old likes all things pink, shiny and fake tan coloured and the little one, well, Hannah Montana. last year i took the easy route and just bought them exactly those things but this year i wanted to look around a bit more.

for my oldest little sister (ha!) i think i'm going for a lil' Marc by Marc Jacobs cosmetics bag which is pretty damn cute, and a Mac Lipglass set. not too bad so far! for the littlest one, who's interest in fashion is slowly blossoming thanks to me giving her all my old Grazia's (with the bad stuff pulled out, naturally), a cute lil' pair of Converse and the sweetest little Jot doll from Panache Kids. i refuuuuuse to put anymore of my money into Miley Cyrus' pocket 'cause she sucks and is a lame ass role model.

as for my boyfriend, well, i've not got so far yet. i have some ideas for sure, in fact they take up a whole folder in my bookmarks. but i'm about 99% sure he could find this and have a sneaky peek, which would totally ruin the element of surprise so i'm afraid i'm keeping this one secret :).

can't remember where i found this, lookbook perhaps? i used to hate, hate, HATE long skirts but slowly, i am beginning to warm. apprehensive that i could pull this off, so maybe i'll just watch with envy from the sidelines where it's safe haha ;).

rest in peace.

i was heartbroken when i found this out 'cause it's such a tragic story. and she was one of my favourite models. i had a look at her last few posts on her blog and it's so apparent she was in such a bad place. rest in peace, daul.

The Lady Who Fell To Earth.

The Lady Who Fell To Earth
Tim Walker
Vogue UK
October 2009

not too sure about the model, but i'm loving this gaga inspired shoot. you can find the rest of the shots here :).

renaissance grunge.

Harper's Bazaar Russia / October 2009
model Lydia Hearst
photographer Alan Gelati
realisation Natalia Alaverdian

ps10.

put the Proenza Schouler DOWN, Kristen Stewart! not even that dress can make you stand next to Robert Pattinson, oh no. and those shoes, oh god. i think i prefer her whole, 'i don't give a shit if i look dirty' look, this is try-hard fashionista. someone give this poor girl a hand! it's tragic. that dress is hard enough to pull off, don't ya know?

source: le fashion.

it's amazing to see a piece from this collection up close, but i'm not sure where to start with the hatin'. i mean, camilla belle, really? and those shoes? and the mismatched accessories?! someone please, get camilla belle a decent stylist. i never thought i'd attach the word tacky to anything from McQueen's SS10 collection, but some people have no limits. i'm actually angry.

daisy.

fox fur waistcoat - balenciaga; draped velvet top - mark fast; leather leggings - maison martin margiela; multichain necklace - ann demeulemeester; black gold ring - lara bohinc; zone out gloss - benefit; black cat shadow - stila; black leather boots - balenciaga; sudded bone ring - marni; blushing bride polish - essie.

i meant to post this last week when i posted the daisy story but i got a bit distracted by nothing in particular. how amazing is that balenciaga waistcoat? and those boots? i'm so selfish when i do these things, i'd wear every part of this myself. i hope you're listening, santa.

all these crazy rules.

i sent an email to Le Love a few weeks ago, and to my complete astonishment, it was actually posted. i thought i'd remain distinctly under the radar by using my 'tseluyu' alias until one of my friends spotted it. but i've actually been utterly amazed by the response that my post got and i wanted to thank Le Love for posting it :). but i'm not gonna post it here, that's blowing smoke up my own arse a bit, plus it's a bit personal. but sure, go check it out at your own peril ;).