Thursday, 24 March 2011


Now I'm all for leopard print. I'm even happy to look like it's thrown up on me. But this? No. Just no.

P.S OMG, remember when you watched My Girl and HAD to have a mood ring?! Well, now there is Mood Polish! Love it! You can buy them at In The Mood's website for $8.

Wednesday, 23 March 2011


I'm not sad that Elizabeth Taylor died today.

I think hers is a life worth celebrating and I hope to have lived mine to the full the way she did. But with maybe a lot less husbands. Like maybe just one.

Sooo I am doing two things this weekend: watching her movies AND buying a turban.

She was such an icon, here are some of my fashion faves:

Waist not, want not

The girl could rock a leopard print

...and a turban
For the next costume party...
Earning her stripes
Amazing legs

Retro Seventies, when it was just Seventies
I hang out at home dressed like this ALL the time...I wish
Who did she love more? Burton or the diamond? Tough call

She will be remembered for her:

Wise words: 'Big girls need big diamonds.'

Refreshing honesty: 'If someone's dumb enough to offer me a million dollars to make a picture, I'm certainly not dumb enough to turn it down.'

Fidelity: 'I've only slept with men I've been married to. How many women can make that claim?'

Fearlessness: 'I feel very adventurous. There are so many doors to be opened, and I'm not afraid to look behind them.'

Good luck on your next journey...Ok *snif sniff* I'm a little sad...

P.S: Gisele's campaign for H&M was apparently too racy for Dubai, who decided to Photoshop the images to create a more modest look. I think we are missing the point here. Surely the real issue is the jumpsuit. If it looks so unflattering on a supermodel, what hope is there for the rest of us?!

Tuesday, 22 March 2011


I don't get online shopping.

As much as I am obsessed with Net-a-Porter I have never actually kept anything I have bought.

Recent case in point: Impulse DKNY snake-skin wedges purchase.

Totally convinced myself they would be purr-fect for any occasion,  match everything I own and last me through the summer...all for under £200. Quelle bargain.

But despite being the same shoe size all my adult life, when they arrived, they were too big.

(Don't get me started on the complications of sizing charts, which btw I have noticed are different depending on the website you visit)

So I was lumbered with a heavy package I had to carry around with me after work. (Why don't they send carrier bags with shoes?)

Then the next dilemma ensued: should I opt for half a size smaller, or a full size smaller? If I get it wrong again, I will have to return them twice.

This is exactly the type of crap you have to deal with when you buy online.

They claim  it's an easy process to send things back but really they are relying on the fact that if you're too lazy to go to an actual shop, you're too lazy to return anything.

Is it really worth the ordeal? You have to be at home when they collect. What a joke, who is ever actually at home? Or you lumber them back to work or worse, go to the Post Office ( I didn't even think the Post Office still existed)

Then you have to sign in to your account for a special RMA number, contact DHL, go through an annoying automated phone system, deal with questions you don't know the answer to - 'You want to know the weight of the package? Oh right, hang on, let me just get my special scales out of my handbag!'

By the end of it, I am like, forget it, keep your wedges. Really, it's fine. I didn't even like them that much. I'll just go barefoot.

I guess I am just old-fashioned, I prefer mass crowds, changing rooms and snotty sales assistants. 

Wednesday, 16 March 2011

Nota Bene

There is a void in my heart.

Fashion Week is over. 

Am suffering from mid-season shopping limbo, writers block and depression that we may NEVER move into our new apartment....

Brb. (I hope)

P.S Erm, in the meantime, how fabulous is this Emilio de la Morena leather coat? Pretty effing fabulous methinks.

Tuesday, 8 March 2011


I was perusing just now attempting to entertain myself without spending money or eating copious amounts of food – extremely difficult - and was tres disappointed by the Chanel and Valentino show today.

I was hoping for a major fash off and instead don't even think the pictures are worth boring you with. (But you can check them out here if you like)

Karl Lagerfeld was more interested in showing off his highly produced weird volcano-inspired set and making quilted human handbags than actually creating anything wearable.

Valentino was nice I suppose but being one of the last of the Fashion Week Season, was one more Seventies-inspired show than I could handle.

I get it. Unflattering, shapeless, long clothes that only look good on models are in. I already bought a floppy hat, thanks. There is nothing more you can do for me.

But thankfully, the saving grace of the day arrived in the form of Jean-Charles de Castelbajac. 

I love the Surreal vibe and how much fun he has.

That's what I call a skull cap
I LOVE this
I want this coat

Colour me happy
Equestrian chic
Maybe not for the office
Eye seeeee
P.S Christian Louboutin took Blake Lively shopping for shoes today. Why Chrissy Loub? Why? What’s she got that I don’t?

P.P.S No one is actually allowed to answer that btw

Friday, 4 March 2011


Seeing Dior's show today, it hit me that sadly, it was Galliano's last....More proof that creative genius, in one way or another, is linked to self-destruction.

What's going to happen to meeeee?!?!

Anyway, here they are.... Di-vine.


Wednesday, 2 March 2011


So it was husband's birthday on Monday night.

And being the adorable wife that I am, treated him to dinner at the new restaurant by Heston Blumenthal at the Mandarin Oriental.

It's called Dinner - they really pushed the boat out with the name on this one.

When you call the booking line, there is some recorded message that says the restaurant is full until June and not taking bookings until May.

Yeah. Bloody. Right.

One phone call to my most hooked-up friend and I bagged myself an 8pm reservation. Thank you MT!!

It very much irritates me when restaurants lie and say they are at capacity only to find like three empty tables once you get there.

Unfortunately, this is not a food blog so I won't go into detail about my experience, though it may one day become one if I ever get uber fat and swear off fashion forever.

Anyway, for the occasion, I donned my no1 LBD and highest of heels - and was tres disappointed to find everyone so casual, I felt like a bit of a plonker.

Theatres, airports and restaurants were all a great excuse to make an effort once apon a time.

Why doesn't anyone get dressed up anymore?! Grrrrrr.

P.S Even designer Alice Temperley couldn't be bothered to follow protocol when she picked up her MBE from the Queen.Tut tut.