Saturday, 27 February 2010


Sorry, I can't believe I've been away for a week! Time flies, and going back to school is always hard. Plus there's all the shows to attempt to keep up with which is totally not happening at the moment but it's fun to try eh?

Anyway, here's Milla photographed by Alix Malka for the Saturday Telegraph magazine looking pretty fierce and headstrong and basically the total opposite of me after what has been a really rather crap week or so. Enjoy.

Friday, 19 February 2010


This one was out of the Financial Times How To Spend It magazine thing from aages ago. Unfortunately I have no clue who the photographer is. But I love the soft, dreamy quality of the photos and the wartime glamour they exude (my favourite is the second one-the way the gauze of the dress and hat overlap the model's face-exquisite).

This one reminds me so much of an Old Master painting, you know, one of those austere Dutch ones.

Thursday, 18 February 2010


Oh my god, I feel so ridiculously proud of myself. You know how I mentioned once how sad it is that the huge majority of my photo collection is in a massive pile on my bedroom floor instead of usefully digitalised on my computer? Well, I took the first steps towards that mass digitalisation and so here are the first photos...(yes they're a bit out of focus but ssh, they're clear enough). These actually came from the Sunday Telegraph magazine supplement called Stella (highbrow or what), taken by someone called Jean-Francois Carly. Although clearly a newspaper supplement is never going to have Vogue-like exotic shoots they actually come up with some pretty decent studio versions on a regular basis.

I could seriously do with taking some layering inspiration from these shots-I've spent literally all of half term in rowing kit, trackies or pyjamas (and that is not an exaggeration. I actually haven't worn anything else) but tomorrow I'm planing to go shopping so will have to think of a slightly craftier way to keep warm! Problematic when you consider that the very nature of shopping requires you to engage in frequent stripping in confined spaces, and therefore an abundance of layers is not particularly desirable...

Tuesday, 16 February 2010


I'm warning you, it's pretty intellectual stuff...

Monday, 15 February 2010


Two very interesting blog posts today (The Sartorialist and Disney Roller Girl) about a similar topic-namely, the changing nature of fashion shows in today's industry. Now, I'm not really qualified to weigh in on this topic, having never attended a show myself, but I don't think I would enjoy this whole 'public view' thing that the future is apparently heralding. For me, the exclusiveness of shows, the aspirational mysteriousness they exude to the uninitiated, is one of the exciting things about the industry; I idly dream of the day when I'll be able to sashay past the surly security guard and take my seat to watch the magic unfold (even if that seat is in the very back row). Fashion is already so much more public than it used to be, and I think that opening the shows to whichever of the masses can afford to pay would remove that last remaining sense of mystery and magic which still lingers in places.

Just a thought.

Sunday, 14 February 2010


Had another coffee table book spree yesterday, and found myself engrossed in two large books about a woman called Lee Miller, who began her career as a model but developed a talent for photography and later travelled to Europe at the end of the Second World War to photograph the Alled occupation of Germany and Eastern Europe. Not only are her travels inspirational (she was often the only woman in the company of men, experiencing and photographing things such as the liberation of the death camps) but her photographs are beautiful; they convey such a depth of emotion that you don't find in many photos nowadays. If you have time I recommend you look her up.

(Sorry for the weird colour-they aren't meant to be so extremely sepia but we don't have a scanner so had to go for the good old taking photos of photos trick...doesn't turn out quite so well.)

Thursday, 11 February 2010


I remember there was a craze about 2 years ago when everyone was buying those Ray-Ban knock-offs from Topshop or Primark, and the coolest kids were opting for the red-plastic-heart-shaped frames instead. Now, for some reason unknown, something about the shape of my face means that finding even an average pair of sunnies is a challenge; pulling these babies off is a laughable idea. But to me they speak so much of youth, freedom and summer that I feel robbed by the fact that I am unable to wear them without looking like an idiot. Instead I can merely gaze at photos of people with better bone structure wearing them, and looking fiine (first picture especially. That is me on my post-A-level holiday round Europe...well, in my head. It would totally be feasible as well, apart from the fact that I am self-conscious about my waist and so would never wear a high-waisted skirt with a stomach-bearing bandeau top. And the whole aforementioned problem about looking like an idiot in most sunglasses. But apart from that, it's all lookin' good!).



His work and his name will never be forgotten.

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

--POP S/S '10--

I just bought the new issue of Pop, no time for blogging tonight, I have other things to do!


Monday, 8 February 2010


I should mention that in real life her name has these Swedish accents I can't replicate here...Collectively her photos make me want to go and rent a little wooden summer house/hut by a Swedish lake and swim off a diving platform and run through woods with petals all over the ground. (Many of the pictures on her website feature this adorable little red boathouse or something like that, with white windows and everything. Cute.)

I want this jumper so much.