17 June 2010








i'm hoping to channel more alexa this year than anyone else, but wow, kate kills it everytime! and i've fully expressed my love for coco sumner before, so i shan't go on, but she looks awesome! these are only some photos from isle of wight '10, but expect more updates as and when i find more.

7 June 2010

maxi.


as a girl of relatively average height, a less than ideal 5ft 6, anything past knee length has the tendency to make me look short and stumpy. us average girls have to salvage every last inch in any way possible, so maxi dresses and skirts have always been out for me. i am utterly envious of the plethora of amazonian beauties who stride down the street with a confident air in swaths of foot-length fabrics. but it's become ever more evident that actually, short girls can wear maxis and not look like hobbits, better yet, the evidence has been there all along! examine:


i know, i know, call me bias. but my girls do maxi better than any long-legged model ever could. and they're like, 5ft? i'm sure you've guessed from this epiphany that i'm now in search of the perfect black maxi dress for summer. cue spending hours trawling online! here are a few of my favourites:

l-r: black jersey maxi dress - alexander wang, mink maxi dress - warehouse, cream sequin maxi dress - missguided, black maxi skirt - miss selfridge, leather gladiator sandals - miu miu, studded wellies - hunter, tangerine glass pearl necklace - lanvin, brass coral cuff - valentino

i'm contemplating buying the alexander wang maxi, especially seeing as it's only £96, but it'd look great at night with a pair of minimalist black sandals or dressed down with those sexy ass miu miu gladiators. the black maxi skirt from miss selfridge is also a steal at a mere £16, so that's definitely going to be a T in the Park staple, weather depending of course. brown mud is most certainly de mode.

(credit: all photos from olsens anonymous)

28 April 2010

















there's two things i want really badly right now, one of them being for summer to let loose on my pathetic country, even if it's only for a few weeks?

19 April 2010

compleanno.


it's my birthday soon, in nine days precisely. the age at which you can feel your youth fall through your fingers at such an alarming rate, it makes you panic. you begin to realise that there's about three more years to carry on acting like a teenager before it's time to grow up, get a real job and a real life. you can tell i'm really quite anticipating my 21st, right?

i'm probably being over dramatic. sure, there's lots of things to enjoy when you turn 21...err, maybe not. so in celebration of my not so liberating 21st birthday, i decided to have a party. now, if you know my parents, which is improbable, you will understand that they are relatively house proud and the thought of have their house overrun with more of my type is deeply unsettling for them. but anyway, i swung them round.

which now leaves me with the dilemma, where on earth can i find a party dress that doesn't involve excess amounts of taffeta, isn't covered in sequins, bows or lace and suits my generous curves? yeah, i know, nowhere. unless i make it myself, but with a week or so to go, the task is too onerous for me to take on on my own. after trailing what seems like every shop from sauchiehall st to argyle st, every vintage shop this wondrous city has and every online store i know of, i have found only two dresses i would even consider buying.


trusty old Topshop. to be honest, both of the dresses are from Topshop, which i'm kinda disappointed about. out of all the places i've hunted, i ended back at where i started. plus, i usually love everything in Topshop but i only found two dresses. s'that about?! anyway, this first one is a little floaty tea dress that i am in LOVE with. I am dying to pair it with a brown braided belt...but shoes? exactly. that's the only thing stopping me from buying it right now.

this one's a Topshop Boutique dress that i adoreeee. i love the strings and the grommet detailing at the back, love love LOVE. but it is just another black dress. i have SO much black in my wardrobe, so again, that's another thing that's stopping me from ordering this at once. i've got this feeling i'm going to find something better, so i might hold off for now, as hard as it is to resist...

8 April 2010

rest in peace, malcolm mclaren. your inspiration will remain eponymous forever.

1 April 2010



30 March 2010

Ahhh, the great clog debate. I've always been, even since childhood when there was a seemingly passing phase involving these wooden eyesores, absolutely anti-clog. I mean, there is not even one redeeming feature to these monsters. They are difficult to walk in, they are wooden and they conjure up the image of an old Spanish housewife who wears them while she sweeps the floor. But being older and perhaps a touch more tolerant of all things weird and wonderful relating to the strange mistress I like to call fashion, I approached the new influx of clogs with an open mind. Or partially, at least.
I mean if Lagerfeld thinks clogs are the footwear de jour then who am I to contest it? Wrong. I'm sorry Kaiser, but if you think encrusting them with jewels is going to make them more aesthetically pleasing, you are deeply misguided. Oh but it gets worse!
Miuccia's at it too! At least I understood the Kaiser's concept of rustic Spanish living for his whole collection. But dove printed clogs at Miu Miu? Oh dear. I now regard clogs as the 'crocs' of the fashion industry. Everybody wants them, despite their obvious ugliness. But unless you are a lithe model with legs that go on forever and a glowing bronze, I urge you to steer clear of these little monsters. I am disappointed, Alexa!

ETA: and as if you needed anymore evidence, The NY Times seems to agree. Point proven!