Monday, 27 December 2010


Back! I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas and is suitably bloated in time for the sales. I'm popping in briefly, but tomorrow I'm off to Venice for a few days-so this is in fact my last post of 2010! It's too close to Christmas for thoughful reminiscing about the year, so I thought I would bestow upon you, as a late seasonal present, an illustrated guide to making your holiday-and 2011-even more fun and interesting than it already is. Enjoy, and I wish you all a very happy and prosperous new year!

1. Hang a rope from the chandelier and swing beneath your gold-leaf ceiling.

2. Dye your hair an unnatural colour.

3. Have a 2-hour-long bath and use up some of those generic Christmas soaps and bubblies.

4. Go shopping in your underwear.

5. Steal a child's bike and cycle it inside.

6. Put a smile on men's faces. Go topless.

7. Climb a tree.

8. Learn a musical instrument.

9. Get cruuuunk..oh wait, that's Coca Cola...

10. Have a picnic on the roof.

11. Go swimming at night. Even better, skinny-dip.

12. Hitchike.

13. Act like a crazy child with your friends.

14. Ride a horse inside.

 15. Spend all day in bed.

16. Have a food fight.

17. Have sex on the beach. Just make sure it's not Dubai, you don't want to get arrested.

So that's it kidz. Have fun, be safe, and see you in 2011!

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Tuesday, 21 December 2010


I'm a bit sick of the snow now that it's turned to a slippery slush which prevents me from wearing my lovely new heels while looking really ugly, but I managed to go on a lovely walk a few days ago when everything was still pretty. Took a few photos-hope you enjoy. London can be so beautiful sometimes.

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Monday, 20 December 2010




Sunday, 19 December 2010


On Thursday I increased my heels collection by 100%. Oh yes. I practically stimulated the retail market all by myself, and God knows it needs some stimulation right now. As do all markets at this point in time, really. Apart from the Hammersmith Christmas market, that's big enough by now. Man who always tries to sell me cake by shouting at me, "You look like a girl who loves cake," that is not the way to sell food to a woman. I do not appreciate being called a fatty. (Although it's the bitter truth-I have such a sweet tooth that I don't even get that tingly feeling any more when I eat too much processed icing sugar. I have never had a sugar high in my life. Cross my heart.)

Ahem, aaanyway. Actually I guess my mahussive expenditure of 40 pounds wasn't that beneficial to the British retail market-having previously owned one pair of heels, increasing that collection to a whole 2 pairs wasn't much of an effort...But look how pretty they are-please make appropriate oohs and ahs as I don't want my lovely Givenchy-esque shoes to feel inadequate for not pumping enough cash into River Island's profits through their being purchased.

(own photos-please credit)

Friday, 17 December 2010


ZOMG. Look what popped into my unsuspecting inbox this beautifully snowy Friday afternoon! Yes, you did read it correctly. Carine Roitfeld is resigning. ( Et oui, I did link that twice, in case you were too lazy to click on the link the first time).

Er, woah. Can we just stop right there? And focus on the fact that when I read this my jaw genuinely did drop?[I make weird gaping actions at the computer screen in an attempt to convey my brain-damaged-style facial expressions (hey, brain damaged is all the rage since Nathan got internally strangled by cheese on Misfits last night) before realising that oh, that's right, you can't see my through your computer screen...I hope] really ugly versions of these:

But seriously. This news surprises me. Everyone always harps on about Anna Wintour resigning, not Carine. OH MY GOD. A fiendish thought just occured to me: Perhaps Carine has resigned so that Anna can then be fired and Carine can take Anna's place...(We're so tight we're on first name terms now, obvs. Lusm bbzs.)...Only I'm not sure why such an elaborate plan would be necessary...

But soft, who are we to second-guess the minor gods who are the Conde Nast senior management? Suppose us mere mortals will just have to wait and see. Even though I have the patience of a small child and will be reduced to a nervous wreck this time next year when waiting for University offers...Imma be that caffeine-fuelled freak who sits rocking in the corner of the Sixth Form common room, occasionally emerging from her foetal position to check, yet again, her UCAS form update, which has taken Google's place as homepage on her BB internet. (Even though I don't have a BB, and I stay away from coffee like it's poison, because I know I would only plummet into a spiral of exponentially-worsening addiction from the very first sip). Happy images for a happy season, kidz.


Thursday, 16 December 2010


These photos have nothing to do with the fact that today I finally broke up for the Christmas holidays!! So so relieved, the past 2 weeks have been like a race between me and my exhaustion, with me trying desperately to stay just half a step ahead. A few more days and I reckon my tiredness would have overtaken me completely! But now I have...ooh, let's see, a whole day to relax before I start working (both for school and in a shop) right up until the 24th. Life-it never stops, does it?