I am so in love with this bike, im going to have candy dreams about it later... She will be mine.
Thursday 26 August 2010
Wednesday 25 August 2010
Tuesday 24 August 2010
Quill Ink
Hils wants a new tattoo, whether she gets one or not is another matter,
but if she does, it'l be as light as a feather.
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Saturday 21 August 2010
The Sex Factor
To celebrate the return of the x factor, and it subsequently sucking up our musical intelligence and clouding our vision for the next 6 months (yipeee!!) .... here is my own personal man fantasy from last year .
Oh Olly ... I wouldn't let you go, ever... *siiiiiiigh*
Friday 20 August 2010
About Last Night
Ok, this is what happens if I go out drinking in the week....
- Vanessa: "Lets go out for a nice quite dinner tonight Hils"
- Hils: "Ok, lovely, very sophisiticated"
It all started so well.....
Pizza East - best Pizza in London (so they say).
Callooh Collay - Free Cocktails & Jagermeister shots.... huuuum, but we do pick up new recruits (JEN: you are a legend with an energy level to rival mine!!).
Hoxton Pony (rubbish) - Vodka and Cokes & minesweeping begins. 2 photos are taken before my camera dies.
333 Motherbar (I'd forgotten we even went there!) - hot, busy, shit music, but still fun ... Memory of Vanessa dancing rather sensually towards some couple who were just trying to have a private moment? Odd to say the least?
{ We loose Vanessa }
3am - home time perhaps, this would be sensible at this stage??? Oh noooo....
- Hils: "Lets go to FAABBBBRRRIIIC"
Fabric - best sound system in Landaaaaan, by this stage I have sobered (ish) up and am on the redbulls, & Jen and I are rolling with the creatures of the night... (still in heels please note).
6am - after a very animated conversation in the taxi, I arrive home with grazed knees (street tumbling), a swollen ankle (previous injury), sore feet, defunct ears, a mild concussion from a bottle being lobbed at my head (by accident) and a slightly disheveled smile. zzzzzzzzz.
What a night.
Thankyou London.
{Vanessa is still AWOL}
Kiss the Rain
Skirt: Alexander Wang // Heels: Topshop // Jumper: Primark (+ Chanel 2.55)
= one wet day outfit.
Thursday 19 August 2010
The Princess Bride
Im not sure what it is but something has touched me about this Peter Lindburgh image, she looks so vulnerable yet strong at the same time.... This is so gonna be my wedding .... cigarette in my hand, pained expression on my face, a shotgun dress in some other part of the world.... on the run from something.
Shearling
Such an important piece for AW10, the shearling jacket (we all know this, this is common knowledge) ... (they were all over Portobello Market and Brick Lane last winter and I wanted to find a vintage one then... but never did). Now they are all over the high street and we are spoilt for choice. Oh if I only had a spare £995 this Acne one would be on my back all autumn/winter, and judging by English weather, spring and summer too.
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Brook of Love
I don't normally rate Kelly Brook, but my oh my she does have a good figure... and rather lovely hair.
My second Love cover so far, hard to say who's more sensual, Kelly or Rosie???
Tuesday 17 August 2010
War Paint
With SW4 and Notting Hill Carnival coming up , and still feeling the LOVE from the Big Chill (I am officially still depressed post festival), I am in need of face paint inspo for my next weekend of hedonism .....
Think I'll be going for gold this year.
Saturday 14 August 2010
The Way We Were
Vintage at Goodwood is one event I really want to go to next year. Here's what the Guardian has to say : "Not many festivalgoers have £100,000 burning a hole in their back pocket, but that was the lowest estimate given by auctioneers at the Vintage at Goodwood festival for Sunday's auction of a battered wooden upright piano, scarred by coffee-cup stains and cigarette burns.
The instrument hails from Abbey Road Studios, where the Beatles played it on Tomorrow Never Knows and Paperback Writer. Rumour has it that it also featured on Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon.
If that isn't enough to excite collectors, a pearl necklace worn by Jackie Kennedy and an Eric Clapton guitar, propped up nonchalantly in a case near the auction tent's open door, are also on sale.
Kennedy might have felt distinctly underdressed at the festival in West Sussex, which celebrates all things British from the 1940s onwards. Vintage attire is virtually obligatory. From a row of bathing beauties in 1950s swimwear cursing the distinctly autumnal weather (above) to City gents in mutton-chop sideburns and bowler hats, a huge amount of effort – and hairspray – is on display.
Although the festival embraces music, film, art and design, the primary focus is fashion, with a pop-up high street and rows of tents selling everything from prim twinsets to vintage lingerie.
The event is the creation of the designer Wayne Hemingway, who said he was "underwhelmed by the lack of glamour" at the festivals he attended.
The ethos, though, is make do and mend, with workshops on everything from assembling your own Clothkits designs to sewing a 1950s swing skirt or even creating yourself in doll form using secondhand fabrics.
The Oxfam shop sold vintage pieces sourced across the country to an excited crowd – it made more than £1,000 within 30 minutes of opening – while the blitz spirit is alive at the tea dance tent: no plastic cups, only china.
Apart from the festival iPhone app, barely a sign of the 21st century has crept in. Even those who have sunk a few pints can get nostalgic over their curry in the flock-wallpapered Taste of India before a ride on the mobile cinema – one of a 1960s German fleet – to watch Bugsy Malone or The Ladykillers.
More adventurous types have been seen heading for the roller disco. No prizes for guessing the 70s soundtrack."
Sooooo want to go next year and bag myself a Beatles Piano!!!
Friday 13 August 2010
A Girl Called Phoebe
It is fair to say Phoebe Philo is a minimal genius. She has reinvented Celine in the short space of a year, where other contemporaries have failed, by simply designing clothes that she would want to wear. The look is very utilitarian, yet desirable and luxe at the same time. Please post me that leather shift!
If there were ever a girl who thought less is more , it'd be Celine.
(Photos courtesy of Jak & Jil).
Thursday 12 August 2010
All About Kristen
The self described “first weird-looking model”, iconic 90s supermodel Kristen McMenamy brazenly stormed into the fashion world with her distinctive features and bleached eyebrows, helping overturn every tired beauty cliché and making way for a whole new generation of girls who didn’t fit the mould. Notoriously irreverent, Kristen used to stride down runways saying ‘fuck you’ under her breath, and famously steamed past security at the Ritz into Versace’s fitting, on hearing that he thought she was too fat for his show. Kristen stripped down to her heels, demanding “You call this fat?” and was unsurprisingly booked on the spot. Kristen has worked with luminaries ranging from Helmut Newton, Richard Avedon and Juergen Teller to her favourite designer Karl Lagerfeld, who walked her down the aisle at her wedding.
She graces Dazed's front cover this month.
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