Spruced Up

the dream

2011-11-25T22:58:00.001Z

i do like a man who enjoys a tie or two...

why americans do it better

2011-11-19T00:56:00.000Z

they may not be able to make a decent up of tea, but they do have bloody decent signage....

artyness

2011-11-02T23:10:00.000Z

most afternoons in portland are rainy ones. so you tend to do a lot of arty/museumy-type gallery things. i dragged my poor wee intellectual friend into the modern art museum, forced her to part with 15 precious dollars that could have gone on voodoo doughnuts, and tried to defend a room full of duct tape being called art.

murakami did not help matters.

oh right then...

i gave up after this one.

fat american

2011-08-30T22:05:00.000+01:00

my grandma tells me if i come home a total fatty, i am out the will. i love her dearly, but am choosing to ignore this for the time being (plus, i generally just steal whatever i fancy from her)...

heart-attack in a sandwich

a disappointing experience

yes, that is a homemade pop-tart you are looking at...


the first meal that conquered me. it was scary.

the tourist

2011-08-22T03:11:00.001+01:00

hello! i am in america...

i have mostly been doing v.historical and intellectual activities, whilst rocking my favourite 'tourist' look of ankle socks and special-looking vans:

doesn't my very good friend/travel bro, madi, also make an excellent tourist?

one of my most favourite tourist activities, has been enjoying a great abundance of skies that look like this every day:

i know... americans are so bloody greedy

so far my main observatsions have been:

1. in boston, you are never more than 5 metres from a dunkin donuts.
2. banana french toast, is the reason i have taste buds.
3. breakfast in general is a fantastic invention.
4. i get lost without maps.
5. i get lost with maps.
6. all the best vintage shops in williamsburg are shut on tuesdays. i don't know why.
7. the one vintage shop that is open, has the shittest sales girl ever. i know my $4 mickey mouse top is not exactly celine, but there is no need to crush it into a ball and throw it in a bag in quite such a manner, thanks...
8. in new york, it is easy to forget you are not minted like everyone else. therefore, it is quite understandable that you think nothing of spending $100 on a pair of madewell jeans, even though you are about to go to texas. and its fucking summer. and you need to eat for the next 2 months.
9. don't try and wear your cool lattice leather sandals, that you can never wear at home because your home is scotland. you end up with a cool lattice-tan on your feet. this is logical, but your brain is dumbfounded by this.
10. stop wearing your new 'in god we trust' necklace, that reads: "balls to the wall". it is metal and metal does heat up rather quickly in the sun. and a burnt neck hurts like a mother.

if you think i should write a travel book, with this kind of quality info, do let me know.

xx

organise

2011-07-01T02:37:00.000+01:00

i don't think i really mind what i'm looking at, as long as its nice, neat piles or arranged in an orderly line.

kate foley

ari goldberg

i love seeing what people care about the most and how they take care of them. i love people who iron properly, and are quite proud of it. i love people who use shoe trees, and get heels repaired regularly. i love people who de-bobble their woolies and bleach their whites.

if any men are like this, come marry me xx

i want to go to the races

2011-06-07T22:38:00.002+01:00

scary talent

2011-06-06T17:08:00.000+01:00

yasmin, sam and anna...
Yasmin Bawa Fashion Film 2011 from Liam Simpson on Vimeo.

VOODOO_ SAMANTHA MCEWEN from emma noble on Vimeo.

ANNA_VISOCCHI_STAND_YOUR_GROUND from emma noble on Vimeo.

special girls xx

icons

2011-05-18T00:24:00.000+01:00

annie hall muppets...

best thing ever xx

time spent

2011-05-15T22:42:00.001+01:00

feels like i have done absolutely nothing in recent times, apart from this:

shittest shit ever

which involved a lot of this:

naval-gazing at the printer

and a lot of staring at this:

self-made calender where my mum would draw happy faces

instead of revising, doing this:

post-last exam treats for my class. i am a good wife to all

and generally, spending my life obsessing over this person:

mustard goodness

2011-03-25T03:13:00.001Z

i do believe that mustard may be the greatest colour in the history of the world. anyone who wears it, automatically becomes super cool (i maybe be generalising here). it is cooler than a chanel bag or something celine or a belt thats tied in one of those stupid knots that i can never do. observe...

by tommy ton - fellow fan of mustard

piece by piece, i am building the perfect mustard wardrobe...

the feet/ankles are also sorted:

mustard anything = badge of cool. and now you know...

fuck yeah

2011-03-09T17:37:00.001Z

i just yelled out many other expletives when i saw this. i mean...

penny martin will have a place in my heart forever for doing this.

i am the biggest magazine fan, but this is, without a doubt, my absolute favourite. nowadays, you need to kick it out the field content-wise to survive in publishing (which, without a doubt, the gentlewoman does. a feature on the many apple variations of the world is something i did not realise i needed in my life until penny...) but just style-wise this is just the epitome of class and mint-coloured perfection.

also adele is the spit of my friend lauren, so whenever i see adele's face (i.e. all the bloody time), i smile and pretend its her. so now i kind of think adele is like my best friend? so all in all, penny martin = a genius/someone i now fancy.

smart boy

2011-02-25T23:35:00.002Z

thank you nick laird for just a brilliantly eloquent summary of the 'why nice clothes are important' argument:

"I used to think it was a moral failure to care about how things looked, but then I realised that things don't have to be ugly to be true." It was two years spent living in Rome with his wife, the writer Ms Zadie Smith, that helped change his mind. "The Italians have an expression - 'the eye deserves its part' - and I could see that in Rome. Everything was harmonious - like in a good novel, a well-made TV series or even a meal. I now feel the same about well-made clothes. I can see the point. It's not such a moral failure," he smiles.

and p.s. i have a crush on your wife xx

pretend

2011-02-12T00:24:00.001Z

last month i went to see a lovely lady in paris. we went on a vintage hunt in the marais (ooh that sounds dickish. i dont care) for a marie antoinette party. ended up getting an american apparel full-length chiffon skirt, which was not strictly appropriate, but bugger it if i have to pay for something i cant wear without a masquerade-related reason. however, there was a wee battered €10 wonder...

my grandma decided to tell her friends it was an hermes kelly:

i think i might just do the same xx

resolute

2011-01-28T22:26:00.004Z

instead of making any resolutions on january 1st (waaaay too cool for that, as my friend lucy would say), i just like to make random life decisions and promises to myself throughout the year.

last year i decided i wanted to know what people were talking about - all the time. like when zadie smith says that 'on beauty' was inspired by 'howards end', i read 'howards end' (hated it). or when someone says this weird armoured jacket is "very blade runner", i watch blade runner (don't get it). and so on. to be honest, i was just sick of watching family guy and gilmore girls, and not getting the jokes (though i still don't know who paul anka is).

so basically, i joined lovefilm and bought a shit load of books...

ive never read the great gatsby or any murakami... its like im not human

my prophet, zadie smith, has a book of essays out ('changing my mind' - my current read), which makes me go for the dictionary every few minutes.

main lesson learnt from the 30-odd lovefilm rentals, is that harolds mother, from "harold & maude", is an absolute babe:

this year its ballet class, coz its got to be better than fucking pilates, and saving rather a lot of money so i don't starve or develop scurvy as i bus it across america.

mum hates

2011-01-23T00:54:00.000Z

my denim shorts. she says they look like a denim nappy...

i somewhat agree, but je ne dinnae care.

bored idiot

2011-01-10T22:56:00.001Z

sitting at my desk, not caring a fig for strategic management (apologies, michael porter). one can tell by my excellent organisation of revision materials that i am super-focused...

i keep sweeties on my desk as they are pretty and delicious...

and my favorite birthday card...

and flowers that match the caramels...

and my friend arthur...

troopers

2011-01-09T22:12:00.000Z

as a wee birthday treat last year i bought myself a pair of fendi ankle boots in new york. i was 21 and they were amazing and mental with studs and crazy platform. at 22 now, i feel like a depressed pensioner with no exciting birthdays ever again. my birthday shoes (new tradition. just decided), i feel may have been affected by my state of mind. my mum says they are 'old man slippers', cheeky bugger...

super cool, i think?

they are by f-troupe, who seem to do the only decent boots in the whole world (judging by my 15 minute internet search, when 6 weeks of wearing nothing but wellies started to push me over the edge. snow is was only fun before my mum sold the sled...). i recommend buying something from them, if only for the cutest, hand-written packaging and The Greatest Shoebox In The World:

i like to think they knew i was suffering from birthday blues, and wanted to make me feel like i was 11 again (hence the mega-cool stamps). such nice people...

why i love my friends

2011-01-07T21:52:00.000Z

they send me loving cards to cheer me up...

so kind xx

i want a snog

2010-12-22T00:20:00.000Z

in edinburgh thanks... (and a wagamama while you're at it)

red

2010-11-25T23:47:00.001Z

ginger hair is hard to capture on shitty camera phones in dirty mirror reflections.

since i was 14, hair dying has been no-go. basically i wanted to dye it all blue (why??? this is already murkey, murkey waters). too much hair + not enough dye = grey hair. tried to put some brown hastily back over it, which turned out a nice, patchy dirty ginger. i think by the time i was 17 this was mostly gone. when the roots were coming through a boy i fancied told me it looked like a bullet had sheared through my scalp.

now i love it so much i kinda want to take it even further, kinda like this...

'ultimate ginger crush'

brown is best

2010-11-20T23:59:00.002Z

i love boring bags. i remember reading an elle closet confidential once with a woman who had 2 bags - a plain mulberry for day and a plain clutch for evenings. so cool.

coats and shoes are a different matter, but i really only use two bags. and although i really would not turn down a mulberry bayswater, they are becoming too obvious-looking and reminiscent of girls called chloe who heart jack wills. so i would like this to be one of my 2 bags sil vous plais santa...

the 'eugenia capazo' large bag in camel

realisation

2010-11-16T17:11:00.000Z

organising my picture folders really helps organise my thoughts. for instance...

- i did not realised how much i love hanelli and eva fontanelli (or who they were):

(i named these 'fresh leather' and 'perfect' respectively. both by the sart)

- i am glad there are no pictures of olivia palermo. she looks like a bitch...

- i will always love mka:

mmm leather+converse...

mmm scarf...

mmm nice shirt...

- but why do i have a picture of a baby with sparkly leggings saved?:

- i really like taking pictures of my hands:

- i miss the sun:

(but i love needing to wear a coat)

this week

2010-11-08T01:22:00.001Z

hot list...

my re-descovery of radio - esp. late night radio 2...

my mum's art = immense

american dreams 2011 - the only post-uni plans i have

the cosiest scarf known to man (by nw3)

not list...

shit aka coursework

e.m. forster - your writing sucks balls

and also people who say "boom" after making random statements...

crafty, crafty...

2010-10-12T17:46:00.002+01:00

i have developed a craft blog addiction.

its started when i saw these pencils in 'bust'..

i think it i safe to say they are my new joy in life?

they got bought pretty damn fast along with these...

its feels so good to have some politeness at the ready.

made by margaret at paper pastries, whose blog has got me in a 'making stuff' mood and a ' i want to go to america' mood. basically, that means that all i did today was plan summer 2011 (so far, a cinema in santa cruz and a cafe in washington dc) and made a birthday card for my mum's godson...

he is the most chilled out 12 year old i know

i am now going to take my procrastination even further and hand make some ribbons out of old vogues in prep for christmas...

focus

2010-10-05T03:10:00.003+01:00

right now i am trying to clear out my brain.

i am getting rid of all the crap about:

- inbetweeners quotes
- learning weird stuff about people from high school on facebook (please stop getting engaged)

- should i get a blackberry?

- eating pizza for breakfast
- pretending i'm on glee

y'know, regular and grown-up thoughts.

i have never written 10,000 words in a row before, so i am making my brainspace a nice place to be, and am hoping it will do clever, happy things for me. for focus, i am looking at nice things like this...

mmmm... soothing colours...

listening to clever people like this...

"I believe in paying attention. I believe in being kind to everyone. I believe in not being cool. I believe in telling stupid people that they're stupid (someone has to!). I believe in being good to your friends and being great to your family. I believe in working hard for what you want. I believe in my abilities. I believe in doing what you say and saying what you mean."

reading the books i know i should and seeing films i feel sad i havent seen (my lovefilm list is now 60 titles long - from cinema paradiso, to top gun)

even though none of this has much to do with my dissertation, i feel i can still classify this as official revision... xx

things to do

2010-09-27T18:41:00.000+01:00

and a dissertation. but this is research...

if i haven't said so before, let it be known that I LOVE MY COURSE!

long live education!

xx

a classic

2010-09-24T23:08:00.001+01:00

my new wardrobe staple...

from Spanish Moss Vintage - good shit

for uni, for bed, for the cinema, for dinner parties, for church, for weddings, for the office, for the school run...

p.s. the buttons are in the shape of mickeys head. they went down pretty well with everyone.

sadness

2010-09-22T22:12:00.001+01:00

whilst cleaning my room (normally one of my happy tasks - moving stacks of magazines to various points around the room, like my own version of feng shui. changing my quilt. blasting out moonlight sonata. cataloging shoes. normal stuff... the process usually lasting 1-2 weeks) i took approximately an hour organising my jewellery. format is as follows: mini coat hanger for necklaces, mirror box for brooches and chav earrings, plastic heart cup for studs and my ticket from the saint chapelle in paris.

this was a very exciting day, as i got to play with all my scary gold rings (the oxfam guy on princes street fist-bumped me coz he dug my 'knuckle-duster action'. i boasted about the 3 finger one i'd left at home) and my new bunnies...

actually had it looking bloody perfect, with a pile of cheap, tacky gold on each of their lovely pointy ears. unfortunately i got a bit to creative moving my katie grand mags (early pop and new love only) and the worst happened...

it was quite an emotional few minutes following the crash. i officially gave up the room clean and went on the urban outfitters website, then had to stop myself from buying a leather mini, hello kitty alarm clock and another quilt (AMAZING QUILTS!!! i want 2).

will name the new ones clive and lily, and not place them near scary piles of magazines...

real men read

2010-08-12T11:33:00.000+01:00

vogue is not vogue

2010-08-07T21:18:00.004+01:00

the stack of vogues in my room is now so tall, it can function as a narrow and wobbly table. my grandma knew there was potential in me somewhere, after i bought my first copy back in 2004. i subscribed for 3 years and now i don't. and i don't think i'll be buying it again in the near future.

a/ its a fucking effort to read. i don't look forward to it. its like homework, i feel its my duty as a human being. but i really can't be arsed...

b/ they don't make it for people like me, or the majority of women in the uk. btw - we don't all live in notting hill with a weekend cottage in the cotswalds. and wtf is this 'dear miss v' section? i don't think glorified society pages are exactly relevant anymore...

c/ its a bit blah - they 'gloss-over' interesting/hardly controversial facts, like the fact that their last cover girl freja is gay. way to connect to your readers! i actually do want to read about lesbian models. i'm starting to get a bit of a toryified/dail mail feel from them...

yes there's amazing editorials, but i kinda think that's all they got going for them (plus its kinda got some old skool appeal...)

for satisfaction, like you've just had a really good cup of tea (or burger, depending on the mood), then read elle. elle is mainstream and still cool, still brilliant, still british...

read the gentlewoman. i think its the most perfect thing sitting beside my bed just now. it makes me love brown things...

read 10. secretly hilarious and they have hadley freeman, who is a babe. i want to be part of their gang. (unlike katie grand and friends who are like a secret scary fraternity)

read bust. i read it online. its the future!

gospel

2010-07-02T01:11:00.000+01:00

never a truer word has been said

carnoustie, the place to be...

2010-07-01T00:55:00.001+01:00

last week, after minor train issues that were totally not my fault, i visited sexy sam and her friend danielle at the dressing up box in carnoustie (dundee adjacent, if you're not a hardcore scot). opened a few weeks ago by the coates family, spearheaded by danielle, the shop is a mini-haven for cool dudes of carnoustie and beyond.

as well as stocking some excellent vintage, the girls have been up to some pretty innovative schemes, including a rail of sam's third year collection (she is a fan of studs, bones and things that are see-through, fyi), an in-house alteration service and a soon to be launched promotional vid, inspired by daisy lowe for esquire (btw i fancy her quite a lot). this friday they are having their own mini festival, in prep for t in the park goers.

the day i visited, they had lots of attractive people getting their pics taken looking cool in cool stuff from the shop...

carnoustie has some good-lookin ladies, let me tell you... its fantastic that, as a business in a small scottish town such as this, they are not afraid to takes risks and are also achieving such high standards. as fashion students (danielle and sam are both with me at gala), i love them for showing that you not have to run away to the 'mystical land of london' to do cool things and have a career.

sam and danielle aka the carnousite pioneers, you are immense!

i love being cold

2010-06-08T01:12:00.000+01:00

living in scotland is immense coz i can wear jackets every day. i NEED to! hot weather is just bollocks.

got a new wee moveable rack thats kinda crapballs, as every now and again all 4 wheels fall off. i do not care. it makes me happy...

making air travel fun

2010-05-31T01:03:00.001+01:00

i am totally going to have the coolest hand luggage on every flight from now on...

its a bitch to carry and gives me hand ridges when i put 9 magazines plus pjs and toothbrush in it, but i really couldnt give two shits.

off to paris tomorrow and i am going to be looking awesome at the security check!

deen love

2010-05-28T23:05:00.000+01:00

this is the how i see the world from my 5"11 perspective, with my new favourite skirt...

when wearing it, i feel like the coolest person ever and a total weirdo at the same time.

i love seeing my dirty white vans poking out from underneath...

heels also work... who knew?

this guy is wool crepe, ACTUAL 1940s and is courtesy of the best shop in aberdeen - the closet. i have no idea how they make a profit, hidden away on the most random road in a tiny city, but its one of the best vintage shops i've ever had the immense pleasure of visiting.

much love to the deen xx

i am nice

2010-05-28T01:11:00.000+01:00

check out my friendship skillz...

if you get one of these, you're pretty fucking special xx

the only option

2010-05-21T23:38:00.006+01:00

two fingers are good, three is better...

right now i am loving jewellery that scares my friends.

i say - yes, they may come in handy during a fight, but they also happen to look pretty immense...

i am blessed in the fact that i only need three fingers and a thumb per hand to accomplish my daily tasks.

xx

my first

2010-04-30T01:41:00.002+01:00

it is just after midnight on payday, my topshop wishlist is now empty and i have just discovered a nice wee supplier of double and triple finger rings on ebay that dont have"LESLEY" across them. life is good.

life is also good after i found out this week that a comment from me, is going to be in First Kiss, the supersupercool new zine by elizabeth aka white lightening and lady author marisa meltzer. it was a slightly suprising email considering i was unaware i had 'submitted' anything. turned out, it was the stunningly romantic story of my first kiss, "with a boy called michael while watching pochohauntus. he is now bisexual"... mmm romance

i also watched 'ferris bueller's day off' for the first time this week and then had a medium-sized amazon fest, buying up all films i feel will make me more complete by watching...

i am so loving my summer holidays xx

entertainment for me, and my mum...

2010-04-18T18:19:00.001+01:00

my 2 new favourite things in life are:

- the website textsfromlastnight.com (for the past few nights i have still been sitting at the computer laughing to myself in the darkness, and thinking i want a new american friend). a few of my faves include...

1. I'm not 100% sure, but I think someone gave me a bath last night...
2. I am so bored in class, I just made a pie chart of my favourite bars and a bar chart of my favourite pies.
3. I can only speak casual parseltoungue, im not bad though. just the general, "wheres the bathroom?" "open the chamber of secrets" that type of stuff...

- the illustrator hazel bee. after i got my mum a birthday card that made her laugh for five whole minutes, when she was knackered after a night shift, i purchased a postcard book (one of life's simple pleasures) that i have now spread across my wall...

'oh my shitting god' is my new favourite thing to say...

this is what a twat looks like

2010-04-17T01:01:00.000+01:00

when your hairdryer matches your headphones...

i love them, but i am aware i am a total knob.

johnny's dress

2010-04-17T00:23:00.001+01:00

new favourite ebay purchase...

a johnny sauders dress for 50 quid. and my grandma likes it! in my books, thats a winner.

although it obviously has the awesome saunders print, its somewhat more demure than my usual taste. therefore decided it needs some mentally-high orange heels + piles of crap round my neck...

half the stuff i buy nowadays is just coz it looks good in my room next to my rainbow twizzlers...

stupid boys

2010-04-08T23:21:00.001+01:00

i need a date.

when in need of a friendly companion, i usually look to:

a) my mum
b) my dad
c) my grandma (who is actually super cool and usually my top choice)

i'm only now starting to feel like i need... i dont know... a life? less saddo tendancies? more hot studs on call who can take me to see romeo and juliet??

Scottish Ballet: Romeo and Juliet Costume Design from Scottish Ballet on Vimeo.

actually, nah... boys, as a general rule, suck.

i'll take one the many immense ladies i have in my phonebook, and their boyfriends can suck it...

xx

bi-jewels

2010-03-31T01:03:00.001+01:00

when i was in new york this january i went for a bit of an american apparel stock-up. i have since regretted this action (put my hand through the amazing stripe tights the first time i tried them on, and the leggings which were meant to shrink by 7%, grew by about 20%. they are now jammy bottoms...), however one of the scary hipsters who worked there had my dream ring on. i was like, "oh, your ring is pure barry! where be it from??", she replied in a very pleasant manner, but with a distinct 'fuck-off'' undertone - "oh this? yeah its from the new york designer 'bejeweled'..."

i thought that was a shitty, cheesy name, but what-evs, i came home, i googled... i came up with site after site of 'classy', texan-housewife-type turquoise beaded necklaces... my brain went to a bad place - e.g. "stupid, bitchy, american hipster LIED TO ME!!"

it turns out that i actually just can't spell -

apparantly they say bijules in that clever land of america? you guys are too cool for me...

idolise

2010-03-24T17:58:00.002Z

lulu kennedy

yasmin sewell

mary portas

my dream bosses

pretend money

2010-03-21T22:25:00.000Z

currently i have been doing some major internet skiving playing my own game called, "how to spend an imaginary grand on crazy-ass jewllery". dominic jones, lucy hutchings, tom binns, zoe & morgan = yum, yum, yum & yummy yum yum. i am trying to think of a non-sexual way of illustrating how much i want the stuff that these guys make, but my mind remains sordid... btw - i was watching 'secret diary of a call girl' the other day, and i now kinda fancy billie piper coz she was wearing some lucy hutchings earrings. this is not good...

if, like me, you equate good jewllery to good sex, the you too will find kabiri as dangerous as free porn.

i dont care how, but sometime this year these bad boys by ongwat will be getting on my fingers:

ongwat by sprucewink89 on Polyvore.com

i think i would be happy wearing nothing but grey jersey and these for the forseeable future...

poppin'

2010-03-17T23:47:00.000Z

oh hey guess what, i opened a shop...

this was done with some if my friends for UNI... how ridiculous is that? next i'll be running the times style section for a work placement.

(fyi - my contribution was basically bringing hundreds of postcards that said things like "you'll be a great MILF one day", and sticking them up everywhere. TEAM PLAYER or what?)

this was my favourite item, made by my lovely friend emma from her childhood happy meal relics:

(oh yeah... it turns into a DINOSAUR!!)

i am so smug when i wear this. other vintage maccy d treasures included, tigger in a teacup and a burger that turns into a turtle...

when i am grown...

2010-03-15T18:31:00.002Z

i want to be as blingin as my new idol whose name i dont know but i still think is super, super cool...

i dont even need to see her shoes, i just know they will be perfection, just like the rest of her (its a wee bit worrying how easily i develop girl crushes. my men crushes are all weird, like eddie izzard or all bearded men...)

wrong

2010-03-08T14:04:00.004Z

i have a penchant for the distasteful things in life. not in behaviour, as i actually have quite nice manners and dont like going to clubs, but in my tastes... in my fondness for a touch of tacky chav gold:

in my partiality for innapropriate bedroom decorations that upset my mum (the wounded bunny postcard is a particular hatred of hers):

in my total love for alastair mclellan, especially when he does uber-sexual shots of lara stone in tracky bottoms on council estates:

i did an entire project at uni last year based on the first picture of lara in leopard print. the whole editorial was kind of revolting with boys hands down her pants and such. its gross things like these that make me love fashion...

slut

2010-02-14T17:10:00.001Z

looking like a slut can be an interesting thing. with me (and my boobs) it can be all to easy image to achieve, so i generally steer well clear of boy-pleasing attire. every now and again, however, an appropriate event presents itself... this event was pretty much rife with fashion mentalists (a friend of mine achieved a perfect reconstruction of the chanel haute couture hair... it looked like boobs on her head made of hair. amazing), so i brought out the big guns...

a little bit of AP goes a long way (btw i wore this, black opaques, the fendi boots and literally nothing else... i think i may have turned a few of the ladies). if my aim was to actually ensnare some men, i would have no idea where to start. scaring them however, is something i clearly have down...

... i enjoy this xx

seven-ness

2010-01-27T22:16:00.001Z

my fellow edinbugger, miss walk the sand has bestowed on me me very first award. i now love her...

my seven random loves are...

1. drinking tea in nice teacups and making my tummy warm
2. finishing an essay... i miss english
3. chronologically organising my magazines
4. eating a whole tub of ben and jerry's, and not feeling at all guilty
5. lending clothes
6. eating burgers at the cambridge bar, followed by a chocolate milshake at wanaburger
7. hugging my mum

and my seven lovely ladies to pass this award to are:

1. the ledgend that is sam mcewan at isolated heroes
2. ma gurl francina at farfalla
3. the very clever charlotte taylor
4. super, super cool stop it right now
5. sarah at the coveted mag
6. hello mr fox... (best name ever)
7. even more talent at i see janemary

in an unrelated matter, here is the nicest graffiti i ever saw in NY...

brilliant xx

i heart

2010-01-14T21:16:00.002Z

out of my homemade new york to-do list the highlights were:

1. what goes around comes around (got an amazing studded silk dress from their own collection. im generally too booby for the vintage...)
2. opening ceremony (chloe sevigny fairisle knit... have literally not had it off my back all week)
3. beacons closet in park slope, brooklyn (ralph lauren blazer - $25... oh yeah)
4. the strand bookstore (like 15 miles of books? my version of disneyland)
5. FOOD! - serendipity (aka sex in a bowl), chinese (tastes better in the awesome boxes - i am easily pleased), katz diner (matzo ball soup + ulitmate pastrami sandwich)... mmmm

new discoveries: jf & sons and odd twin vintage in brooklyn

disappointments: anthropologie (like a mumsy urban outfitters?), patricia fields (half sex shop/half sex and the city fanshop. just no...)

xx

mr nicoll

2010-01-14T00:12:00.002Z

2010 by sprucewink89 featuring Fendi shoes

i may have succumbed to the lure of richard nicoll + net-a-porter + pink silk + 50% off + birthday checks getting cashed + i deserve it so shut up conscience...

i am planning my next lapse in self-control to be focused on a fistful of chunky/ugly/pretty/sexy rings. my new porn sight of choice is kabiri. saucy devils...

xx

pat on the back

2010-01-14T00:02:00.001Z

just a wee 21st prezzie to me, from me...

barneys shoe dept... i love you and your 'extra 33% off' sale and your salesmen, whom i totally believe when they say, "those look really good on you..."

i agreed

spotted

2010-01-11T22:36:00.000Z

NY sightings that excited me, but not my dad...

stephanie seymour in bergdorfs

katie shillingford in barney's

fun and random times...

ketchup

2010-01-04T23:26:00.004Z

christmas - i had to work on boxing day, so my memory has an angry red haze over it... and copious amounts of snow. i have worn nothing but my wellies since 21st december. before that day i did not realise i owned wellies. they have very large flowers on them. i now look insane whenever i leave the house (daily outfit since the SNOW happened: said wellies + my grandma's coat + massive furry mens h&m hat = a crazy person who people cross the road to avoid)

new year - monopoly til 6am. resolve that in 2010 i will be riding my wee maggie-may lots and lots and lots (that is not as perverted as it sounds. she has two wheels, and a basket)

today - i am 21. seeing 'some like it hot' on the big screen is a must-do for all birthdays as of now. also, i love my mum. and popcorn. and my new star-trekky lookin ring from my auntie. and steig larsson...

tomorrow - nyc... i got dollaz in the pocket, a book called 'death's mistress' that made my mum think that i might be sick in the head, a list as long as my arm of vintage shops to investigate. holiday commence!

...saw this picture recently, and have labelled it as 'ultimate sex' in my folder:

mmm... i am developing a point fetish. the generic underwear fetish was already there...

xx

my lady

2009-12-24T12:47:00.002Z

i have new girl in my life... she needs a name. i'm thinking alice or primrose? she is a lady after all:

awwww! everyone should get a bicycle for their 21st! i love my mum! and my ding dong bell! and gary the tank commander! i digress... but seriously, youtube that show. if you're scottish its extra hilarious...

hot people

2009-12-22T21:29:00.004Z

recently i took my pa to see the scottish ballet perform 'the nutcracker'. he spent most of his time eating my chocolate and tapping along to all the songs i didn't realise he knew... very sweet. i spent most of my time getting body envy and turning into a little girl, staring open-mouthed at the stunning (and v.hot) people on stage... definitely a highly recommended father/daughter bonding experience if you're into that kind of thing.

cannot wait for even more ballet sexiness with romeo and juliet next year

mmmm... and cinderella for winter 2010! ( i am writing this whilst listening to a selection of gershwin tunes, courtesy of my man friend paul.... i know, so hip it hurts...)

blowing up florence

2009-12-18T00:52:00.002Z

i am either a very good or very bad present giver...

basically everything my friends and family are getting are things i want/need/think looks amaaazing (blow up? im stealing that off the lucky lady who will be receiving it) OR things that i believe they must like, or i cannot be associated with them ever again (flo's album obvs). my friends say i educate them, but i don't think 'where's wally?' comes under that category...

xx

chino love

2009-12-07T23:38:00.000Z

i see a theme running here...

my new man trousers of awesomeness:

xx

filthy

2009-11-30T00:55:00.001Z

my grandma hates them, but i've had them since i was 15 and i will wear them till they literally fall off me...

xx

garance is the sex

2009-11-27T21:59:00.000Z

i did a sketchbook for uni on my favourite laydee...

avoiding swot analysis

2009-11-24T02:13:00.002Z

running through my head right now:

1.tempted to buy twin peaks on amazon coz i've never seen it but feel like i'd love it

2.wish people could read my thoughts for christmas/birthday presents (alex monroe and lucy hutchings jewellery, vintage looking underwear that i dont wear, but hang up on my wall, fifi lapin prints...) coz it feels unsavoury to email topshop wishlists to my dad. and he gets confused...

3. my arm hurts like a mother from a failed blood donation (my blood clots fast. this is a good thing?)

4. why do all my jeans have crotch rips?

5. is 'some like it hot' the best film ever? and why do i keep meeting people who have never heard of it?

6. 'between two lungs' is the best song ever...

i love my sister

2009-11-23T00:00:00.000Z

this is me and jo on my 16th birthday. she had green hair...

coolness xx

kudos

2009-11-08T23:43:00.003Z

its very rare for me to actually shop with a purpose. normally i just spend my days being poor and depressed, while building enormous topshop wishlists (actually, i still do that). BUT for the past wee while i (and my style advisor/grandma) have been absentmindedly hunting for a simple black silk top to go with this ensemble im pulling together for this pish-posh 'congrats on your phd dinner'. no offense topshop, you know i'll always love you, but the amount of crap you put on your 'going out' tops is rather annoying at times. i thought i'd have success is my all-time-favourite boutique section, but no...

behold asos.com... fucking hell, when did you get amazing? i'm always being told how successful the company has become in my uni lectures, but i found it kinda embarrassing that their ethos is based on 'how to look exactly like your favourite celeb except in really crappy polyester'. today i just typed in 'black top' and the perfect black silk vest from gap popped up. not only that, but i found the perfect tshirt by lna, which ive wanted for about a year but couldnt get anyone to ship to the uk...

i think the old head buyer at topshop is now with asos (karen something? i have no idea why i know that) and their list of brands is pretty damn impressive/random, which i enjoy, so yay for them...

well done sirs

split

2009-10-31T14:01:00.000Z

obsessions by sprucewink89 featuring Wildfox

1. happy because: new topshop dress! new jeffrey campbell and topshop shoes!

2. sad because: will probably never own the emma cooks, the wildfox tee or coco... but I WANT IT ALL!!

xx

fangs are fantastic

2009-10-31T01:05:00.001Z

i totally remember seeing this editorial and thinking, "fucking love it!"...

have just found the amazing wildfox website again, and i kinda want it all... i'm charmed by the fact that they're total piss-takers, especially since they're an american company and sometimes their humour worries me.

now i just have to find a site that'll ship me the 'math sucks' t-shirt, without it costing me £100

xx

*EDIT* - just realised that this post is rather halloween appropriate... good for me!

babs

2009-10-28T23:50:00.001Z

this legend was at my uni today. managed to follow her through the hallways for a bit and hold the door for her... yay celeb stalking!

xx

fashion sos

2009-10-27T05:06:00.000Z

i am such a loser.

there are many reasons that make this so, but the most recent loser-ish experience i had was trying to be a normal girl and wear a nice dress to a wedding. can i do that? no. i was all trussed up and ready to go in my gold sequin number (already kinda non-wedding appropriate), i moved my shoulders slightly up on the way out the door, and the stupidfuckingbloody dress burst all the way down the zip seam (this is now my 'bad things will happen' dress)!

my brain promptly fell out in panic and i put on this random black dress which, by the time i got to the lovely (christian) family wedding, i realised was no more than a bum-grazer. my friends dad asked if i was even wearing a dress.

i am so unchristian...

(the kind of nun i would be)

being a girl

2009-10-19T23:49:00.001+01:00

i had a proper full on evening of GIRL TIME with my best friend on thursday which involved immense new shoes (which i now realise, kinda look like these bad boys)...

and an evening at the ballet. how cool/lady-like are we? although we did kinda lower the tone by getting excited over our strawberry ice creams and declined a glass of wine coz its 'yucky'... yes, we are that mature.

we were at the scottish ballet's 40th anniverary show and they performed 3 different pieces, which were so utterly stunning that they made me angry at myself for quitting ballet at the age of 10 (they totally loved me then coz i was a stretched out, skinny-limbed child... i doubt they would now, in all my size 12, 32FF glory). we made 2 new friends - the lady beside us with whom we had deep, intellectual dance chat with. and a lady during the interval, who thought i was someone called geraldine... i wasn't.

thank you scottish ballet dudes! especially for the jelly bellys in the gift bag...

revelation

2009-10-01T23:36:00.002+01:00

i watched lolita for the first time last night.

the first half makes it probably the most beautiful film i've ever seen, but then after that it started to make me feel very weird (like when i read catcher in the rye for the first time. i had to stop halfway through). i don't think i could ever read the book. my brain gets so involved in the books that i read, i dont think i would recover.

celebrations

2009-09-30T00:18:00.001+01:00

as my bank account is in credit for the first time in many moons, i have just given myself a hefty pat on the back via topshop.com ...

i seem to be turning into a bit of a goth, but really, who doesnt love a goth? and finally, i am in possession of "theperfectskirt".

continuing on with my middle aged mood, i though i'd share my current read for uni, which is actually making me appear quite intelligent lying beside my bed - "Medical textiles and biomaterials for healthcare"... i think i may just keep it with me at all times to throw at people who take the piss.

sad old person

2009-09-29T20:29:00.002+01:00

for my friend emma's birthday last week i bought her this super cool antoni+alison purse... (i am quite a nice friend, i think. apart from the fact that i was seriously considering stealing it)

i'm going to start bigging up my work again coz i think these brogues are bloody cool:

i do so enjoy a staff discount... although i feel like im losing my fashion student trendyness and dressing like some sort professional mid 40s woman? i keep thinking i need a topshop fix pronto, but then i look at my wishlist and its full of sensible black trousers and silk blouses... and i didnt even glance at the christopher kane collection.

oh dear...

good things

2009-09-23T23:16:00.002+01:00

the past few days have been jam-packed with niceness.

1. was asked by the lovely sarah to write for the lovely new magazine that she will be launching very soon (we then proceeded to walk past each other the next day, where she recognised me as i was wearing my mental yellow jacket... random, random, random)

2. i got to leave work an hour early as a treat for being amazing

3. went to see florence for the 4th time. twas perfect

4. was asked by the scottish ballet to come and see one of their 40th anniversary performances next month. quite random, and quite cool (i do believe ballet was the cause one of my first 'i love clothes and dressing up and all girly things' moments. i started classes for the sole reason of procuring a tutu...)

5. my new lickable watch...

6. reese's pieces... need i say any more?

blog geek

2009-09-20T19:00:00.002+01:00

reason 1 - i bought the sartorialist book and have already turned down half the page corners for reasons i cannot remember now. theres a quote from a fashion-y man saying, "men always want to show me their oldest purchases and women want to show me their newest." i love that

resaon 2 - i entered the kingdom of style/my-wardrobe.com competition (i love you michelle!) and as a consolation prize have a £50 off voucher for la website (if i spend over £150...) hmmm naughty web temptress... now i cannot be without this pringle dress:

or this yarnie by shin choi nude blouse (billowy nude silk tops = a pattern forming in my wardrobe)

or this classic timex watch which for some reason i want to lick...

bastards

hello boys

2009-09-19T23:37:00.000+01:00

i think shoulders are far sexier than boobs (and mine are pretty great)...

i also happen to find giant mustard checks attractive aswell...

this yellow vision came home from london with me. along with a nude silk top with see-through panels so you can see my belly button (ew) and a black wooly mini with gold studs (also a minnie mouse watch and a copy of withnail and i).

i have also recently pillaged the wardrobe of my style guru granny and found this cream blazer with silk lapels (and lining! i am a lining geek. you never get a bloody silk lining anymore, except in couture or some shit) from austin reed! austin reed... do you exist still? anyway, it looks EXACTLY LIKE STELLA:

yes?

yes.

my beautiful edinburgh tenement neighbours + my pretend stella

p.s. sorry for the 238907502357th time for badbadbad pictures. i believe a tripod is the answer?

p.p.s. i am listening to dolly parton singing harper valley pta. cool

perfection incarnate

2009-09-05T00:34:00.000+01:00

after the initial over excitement of the first kate moss topshop stuff, i've always kinda thought it was just a bit... shit (i have these things called breasts, which meant that about 99% of the clothes looked ridonkulous on me - in a bad way).

however, i have made a discovery. something that i have wanted since i realised short, tight skirts = mega mega coolness. THE perfect leather pencil skirt. its got that immense 'just right' tightness that makes your walk more of a teeter, as your legs are kind of meshed together. it has a zip ALL THE WAY UP THE BUM. i tried it on. it was perfect. it was £75. i left it. i still want it. i'm so coming back from london with it next week, eating be damned...

i think this picture may have something to do with the leather skirt fixation...

mmm thigh...

xx

preggers

2009-09-02T00:12:00.006+01:00

and i didnt even know it! jourdan dunn is having a baby in december. she's a year younger than me... scary

i need a slap

2009-08-27T23:21:00.010+01:00

life has been borings-ville for a long time, as money has been saved so i can go mental in london next week (garance is having an exhibition when i'm there! praise god!!! she is defo one of my top 3 blogger ladies). going back to uni soon, which is giving me a bit more writing inspiration.

its funny, as my course is in fashion, i now equate it to work. so basically i have been very very very lazy with it in the last few months. there are about 14 unread magazines beside my bed... quite unheard of for me. so now im trying to psyche myself all up again by lusting after some lauralaura knitwear...

and being a big work geek by genuinely wanting clothes from hobbs... like these westwood-esque boot from the new NW3 collection:

shocking aye? other thing making me love life right now, include my upcoming father/daughter bonding 21st birthday trip to new york next january. already started shopping/pilgrammage list: 1. pat fields. 2. opening ceremony. 3. what goes around comes around. 4. resurrection.

where be the best vintage? i have actually been to new york before but at the ages of 11 and 16, the highlights were the warner brothers shop (scooby doo baggy jeas = coolest fucking things i owned) and a tshirt from forever 21 (the american primark?) that read 'i had a nightmare i was blonde'.... cool.as.

L-O-V-E

2009-08-06T22:51:00.009+01:00

i have started wearing this necklace to cheer myself up...

realised that a lot of my jewellery is v.romantic. for example, i have a carrie-style gold chain that says "you & me"... except i have no 'you'. i am either a bit of a loser, or in love with myself.

also new shoes...

hobbs man! would you ken it? i made almost 2 grand there one day last week. skillz, i tell ya.

also been entertaining myself with grown-up activities such as, shoe repairs. why does that make me feel old?

i feel like i should be slapped for doing this but... i have decided to sell the beautiful acne's. the metal platform wasnt as metal-ly as i wanted it to be and also i'm just not as IN LOVE with them as one should hope, considering the price tag. selling them here if you've taken a fancy (size uk 6). new dream 21st birthday wishlist involves a pashley princess bike (basket in front - i can pretend i'm a perfect girl who buys flowers for no reason) and the a.wang coco bag. god i would make an excellent millionaire.

i have acne: a love story

2009-08-06T22:25:00.010+01:00

the first look...

they are like sexy horse hooves...

not apologising for the socks...

with new drapey topshop tee (courtesy of 'general life fund')

just hangin' oot...

life 'n shit

2009-08-06T22:12:00.003+01:00

with the good come the bad... got a topshop unique sheepskin jacket for christmas: good. all buttons fall off within 2 weeks: bad. topshop take a about 6 months deciding they cant fix it: another bad. i now have £200 extra quid for the topshop (aka 'general living') fund: fucking yay!!!

buys include nude tshirt with sequin shoulder pads + big chunky statement necklace...

und schexy black wedges, which unusually for me have no platform...

aah fashion karma

no big deal...

2009-07-31T19:50:00.003+01:00

my 21st birthday present...

why people get watches for their birthdays i'll never know. acne platforms all the way!

xx

checkz ma skillz

2009-07-13T22:06:00.005+01:00

as i now enjoy sole control over my camera, i have been taking it on my daily adventures and pissing off my friends with my cool candid shots:

wee jo at the end was particularly irritated, but they all managed to get their own back...

no stunningly shot self-portraits on this blog, no siree.... this is how i roll:

my most vacant 'concentrating' face above, and enjoying my sexy bowl of soup below...

enjoy... x

take a little love, give a little love

2009-07-12T23:18:00.008+01:00

the dress had to go. a slight miscalculation of my financial situation meant i was a moron to even buy it in the first place.

so bye bye lovely dress back to h.nics (shed a tear), and hello to some rare wee cheapo gifts to make myself feel better.

e.g. accessorize 'love' ring...

mac 'so chaud' lippy that goes on all sexy and orangey...

topshop sale joggers that i was inspired to buy after seeing this on garance's blog...

mmm heels and joggers...

this situation would be utterly shit if i hadn't spent the last few years of my life spending all available funds on clothes. so now i'm doing that whole 'shop your own closet' thing that those ridiculous recessionista articles keep banging on about...

how to spend money

2009-07-07T13:55:00.005+01:00

ok. i admit it. i've remembered how to spend money. its this lady's fault:

"oh, hey lets pop into harvey nichols quickly..." never again! i'm normally safe there as everything is hilariously out of my price range, and its more of a glorified museum for me, but since the sale is on...

hello, bcbg max azria turquoise silk dress that kinda look like a naughty 40s schoolteacher kinda thing...

only £55, down from £184... justified? um no. thanks tiaz, thanks A LOT!

why weddings are fun

2009-07-07T00:54:00.004+01:00

dressing in matching outfits with your sister is oddly cool, dads are cute, mums look sexy in your dress, you and your man-friend look like a married couple, your friends are smooth criminals and spend the whole wedding re-creating beyonce's 'single ladies' dance...

what does one do with one's money?

2009-06-29T20:55:00.007+01:00

is it wrong that even though i turn 21 in, oooh... 6 months, i'm still compiling a prezzie wishlist? i say hell to tha no! it takes much time to find 'the' perfect thing (and no, i don't leave it up the family. i'm not really a fan of people choosing for me), and this year i'm thinking stick with tradition and go with a big honking jewel. top choice: this crystal ring by melissa joy manning, that i saw on fashion is poison a while ago...

on a slightly scarier thought - i think i've forgotten how to shop... had some pocket money for the first time in about 50 years today, and i actually couldn't find anything i liked in topshop. what has happend? has the world gone mad? if you knew me, you would also know that my wardrobe equals 99% topshop (if my boobs were normal size it, would probably be 100%). i start getting paid soon, and if i am correct in my calculations, i can actually spend some of my hard earned money on myself... wow, i know. and so i am forced to start thinking up some new hobbies, since i have apparantly 'gone off clothes'. im thinking bird watching?

xx

p.s. planning a cheeky wee london trip with the man friend this summer. it will be an immensely cheesy west-end musical filled trip. wicked for the 2nd time? yes please

i heart grace

2009-06-24T22:43:00.004+01:00

i went to see 'the september issue' at the filmhouse tonight, and this woman is now my idol:

i never use the word 'awesome', as british people sound like total arses when they say it, but she really fucking is. shes almost 70, obviously doesnt give a fuck, and spends most of the time being pissed off at anna wintour (who think grace is a 'genius'). i love you grace coddington!

btw - ohmyfuckinggod... florence and the machine doing 'halo':

http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio1/livelounge/artist/090624_florenceandthemachine.shtml

baking is my life

2009-06-21T02:46:00.011+01:00

despite being a slight thicko in most of life, i have discovered that i am perhaps a cupcake maker idiot savant. coz i'm the perfect daughter and everything (also a wee bit poor...), i made cupcakes for father's day prezzies. not any cupcake, oh no... white chocolate and strawberry. i really will make a great wife someday.

on another, more fashion related note, other life-related stuff includes: many cinematic adventures (last night, this afternoon and tonight... immense), in which i wore the epic queen michelle 'true' tee, all saints leggings and these wee vintage looking office mini-wedges, which i rescued from my ebay 'to-sell' pile...

have now been at the new job for a good few days now... man its hard being out of your comfort zone. its making me feel rather thick, and making me wonder if i should really be in the fashion business if i can't remember all this fucking retail jargon (KPIs, ATVs... WTFs?). on the plus side i only have to wear the dreaded 'all black outfit' for one month, and then its free uniform time! yay free clothes!! and no, i don't care that it'll be from hobbs. free clothes are free clothes, son.

tomorrow will be taken up by another film festival outing (i saw same mendes = i am quite amazing) and trying to tackle this hilarious mess:

are people allowed to have room like this after the age of 14? so messy, i feel bad for my clothes (maybe i wouldn't make such a good wife...)

burning knees and cheetos

2009-06-19T00:34:00.005+01:00

i is back from 'the laziest holiday known to man' (aka the LHKTM). this is what the 'LHKTM' consists of: sleeping all night on a bed and all day on the beach, eating cheetoes with every meal, sunburn, 20 insect bits, reading a book a day, introducing my dad to the joys of green wing on my ipod... good times all round! my brain goes into 'holiday mode', where i lose all sense of reality and start wearing my mums clothes and, sometimes bedsheet togas...

this is how i entertain my mum at airports:

and this is me on a rare occasion of wearing real clothes:

nice sandals aye?

another addition to my 'frustrated irish dancer' shoe collection.

btw new job = haaard. i need to concentrate and its weird. plus all my black clothes are 'inappropriately short'... oopsie

post-ebay

2009-06-09T21:27:00.003+01:00

is this silly? i say, fuck no...

bye bye for one week, as i visit the land of greeks xx

thank you, god, buddha and miuccia...

2009-06-08T19:41:00.009+01:00

i would like to thank my amazing zara heels, as i believe they just got me a job. yay money (also yay, time to start paying off the overdraft...)! the lovely girl who interviewed me admired them, and was annoyed when i told her i got them ages ago and she had no hope of buying them herself (harsh, but true). now i need to formulate an all black work wardrobe, including black rubber-soled, closed toe flats... hmmmmm

...

i just checked my wardrobe and i own only 6 black things, half of which are slightly innappropriate for work e.g. AA latex leggings... actually could be potentially amusing?? not first day though... i will try and slip in the S&M type pieces after they fall in love with me.

worryingly i think this lack of blackness is my mother's influence. if you knew my mum, you would know that any stylistic influence she has bestowed would be a very bad thing (she owns 3 pairs of crocs and her 'going out' look involves kids jewellery).

i'm thinking about these to feed my irish dancing shoe obsession and also another pair of the beloved messi boots in black... i've never bought multiple items in different colours before, how extravagent of me!

unrelated afterthought: i hate blogs. if i didn't read them, i would never have discovered pixie market and therefore, would never have found this dress:

by martin lamothe (actually designed by a lady called elena martin ortiz. a st martins grad... should've known aye?) £300 worth spending???? (btw i dont actually have £300...)

xx

p.s. lov-erly grandparents are potentially buying me a post-wedding outfit. i'm thinking about this short suit that i saw in zara and looks exactly like a stella... is that a weird choice for a 2o year old?

praise god

2009-06-04T22:59:00.012+01:00

thank the lord, jesus, buddha, krishna, miuccia... and hobbs? finally, a job interview tomorrow and the girl laughed at me on the phone today when i got a bit overexcited. taking in my friend maddi's advice to not scare them with my fashion, this is the outfit plan:

topshop boutique top and trousers, all saints blazer and zara heels (soz for my face. it was a day of 'fuck the make-up'!)

i do believe this top is one of the most perfect things in my cupboard, but its silk so i'm a tad scared of it. also those heels are perhaps the comfiest i own. so many of my shoes are 'tie-up-the-front' like these, my mum calls me a frustrated irish dancer...

today i also gave blood, voted and fixed our computer. i am such a good citizen, and perhaps a genius also.

i miss stuff

2009-06-03T00:21:00.003+01:00

whilst still being in a state of financial crappiness, i cannot show you all these cool new things i've bought for summer (does anyone actually do a 'summer shop'? coz i would find that odd). so i'll just look at some nice things i bought back when i didn't need an overdraft. for example...

mmm actually very comfy due to a veryvery big platform.

i'm going to go and make nest now, and possibly think of something interesting to say

flo(rence) rida

2009-06-01T23:36:00.007+01:00

i'm in a bit of a sun coma today, as i think most scottish people are. everyone's gone a bit mental in the heat. i haven't had to use a jacket in over 3 days, and as someone who owns about 5 blazers alone, i am beginning to panic slightly (sidenote: can scottish men please stop walking through the centre of town half-naked - the very fact that you are the kind of person who would do this means that you shouldn't). now i love lying in the meadows with lucy and eating mars bar ice creams as much as the next person, but i enjoy wearing normal clothes, so please sun... calm down.

also here's a shitty phone picture of flo from last night:

nice hot pants aye? there were hilarious episodes of glasgow tough guys screaming "MAAAACHINE!" over and over again. i was like 'do you realise where you are? this is the most girly concert imaginable'. anyways it was amazing. third time = best.ever.show

small afterthought: i need an event to wear these shoes. they have perhaps, the highest arch in any heels i own and they're orange, so thats cool. how the ended up in the topshop sale i'll never know...

sigh of relief

2009-05-31T00:34:00.005+01:00

survived the 'hen do'. i had steak and chocolate mousse, so i'm good.

thought i'd try to illustrate how amazing the viv dress look on zee body... and it looks even better in movement (that's in italics to illustate 'movement' with words). bought for me by my pa a few crimbos ago, so he now thinks he has brilliant taste. attempted to explain that me pointing at the computer screen and saying 'you can get me that dad', does not equal good taste on his part. i tried to get rid of red eye in these pics, and now my eyes look a bit f*cked...

off too weegie-land AGAIN tomorrow for this:

"Sunday 31st May – Mono, 1-6pm, Free entry - The Glasgow Craft Mafia’s regular slot in Mono displays the best that Glasgow crafters and independent designers have to offer. A relaxing, laidback alternative to the High Street, The Glasgow Craft Mafia have been hailed in the press as ‘the best thing to hit the UK craft scene’ and their events have been referred to as ‘a handmade haven’ and ‘crafty couture, accessories and homewares for the environmentally conscious’. "

and to see florence and the machine for the third time (sidenote: the first time i saw her she was supporting mgmt and i took my dad. fucking hilarious - we only stayed for flo and left before mgmt even came on). my best friend has decided i should style her coz shes a lazy bum and hasn't brought anything. so i'm taking a shitload of stuff for her, but just the pink flo&m band tee for me, plus this intense skirt...

fun times ahead

oh hen

2009-05-29T15:36:00.005+01:00

never in my life have i had to plan so many 'occasion outfits'. weddings are a bitch, but it does give me many an opportunity to showcase the gladrags, therefore making me feel less guilty about expensive things i rarely wear.

e.g. vivienne westwood dress and topshop boutique predators = hen night outfit

i look a bit like a crack whore...

2009-05-27T14:19:00.005+01:00

but i can't take a decent picture. this is me experimenting on outfits for the wedding 'after' party aka the fun part...

hometown glory

2009-05-25T16:38:00.023+01:00

today was one of those really nice 'edinburgh' days i sometimes have, when i'm with nice people and the weather is not shite. met my friend emma for lunch, and we spent a great few hours in town. so i thought it would be interesting to write a bit about my favourite places in the city.

as far as fashion is concerned, my favourite place to walk is down victoria street and along the grassmarket. totty rocks is place that makes me proud. the girls who run it went to eca and i bought my favourite ever skirt there. down the road there's the red door gallery, which isn't strictly fashion, but i love to buy art as birthday presents and this is where i always go. down in the grassmarket is where you'll find armstrongs, supposedly the best for vintage in edinburgh, but i actually find it a bit like a fancy dress shop nowadays (they also put some decent pieces on display, but annoyingly its always 'display only'). i prefer herman brown, which is a few minutes walk away, in the west port (aka the pubic triangle - near all the best lap-dancing clubs). you also pass godiva on the way - i bloody love it there! i bought a necklace there with a lego man chef on it... immense. there's also a wee shop called helio's fountain (i think its actually a toy shop) that has a section thats like a sweet shop, but for beads - me likey.

mostly the main part of town (princes st, george st...) is like anywhere else in the uk, 'cept for a rather large castle in the middle of it. but on frederick street (where i work, good times) there is a glorious shop called boudiche, an underwear shop (i love bras!), another favourite for birthdays. i think the girls in there think i'm a bit of a lesbo/sugar daddy. i keep going in, watch different girls try on underwear, then buy it for them. they also have a store in glasgae now.

food/drink wise, i heart the dome, where my grandma has taken me since i can remember. i went there today with emma, and we both ate like pigs ( i ate their club sandwich at about 2pm and i'm still full 12 hours later). also, if you starve youself beforehand, go to the cambridge bar on young street - best burgers in the city, the uk... possibly the world. i don't really drink, and i have to be forced to go out clubbing etc but i just discovered bramble on queen st/hanover st, where you get cocktails served in tea cups. cool.

however, my best.ever.favourite place in the city is actually a cinema. the dominion, in morningside, is unreal. its run by a family, and when you leave at night, one of the sons wears a tuxedo and says 'goodnight madam' to me. aww

having said all of that, we are apparantly getting a primark soon in town, and i fear it will fuck all of this niceness right up

xx