ELLIE MAY DOES STUFF

FUCK PETER STEELE DYING

2010-04-15T08:05:00.000-07:00

RIP Babe

TEX-ASS

2010-04-12T12:34:00.001-07:00

I went to Texas and all I took were some of these shitty photos. Thank you America I love you.

BYE Y'ALL

2010-03-15T18:37:00.000-07:00

I'm off to texas

procrastination

2010-03-08T09:19:00.000-08:00

I haven't really been doing much other than trying to earn money, but I do have some future projects I am working on that I'm really excited about. I need to post more on here but I don't want this to be another fashion blog, and I kinda felt like I've ignored the music I love for a while and I feel like sharing the shit that made me who I am today. I had a conversation about how much I hate people asking me what kind of music I'm into with a friend the other night, and then on three different occasions, all on night buses in Dalston, people felt the need to intrude on my life and ask pointless questions about what I'm into. I don't fucking know what I'm into, I just like the stuff I like and I think that's the best way to be. I used to pigeon hole myself into specific genres or scenes, and then run home and secretly listen to something I would never admit to liking to my peers. I guess that's part of being a teenager and the need to feel part of something, which is definitely not a bad thing, but I'm glad I've grown up and don't feel any shame in admitting I like Romanian pop music and French hiphop. I'm getting pretty nostalgic with this post.

xx

I HAVE DIED AND GONE TO DRESS HEAVEN

2010-02-28T17:54:00.000-08:00

Take note Donatella. Chris is after you.

4 day black hole

2010-02-28T16:39:00.000-08:00

This post is probably pointless because I'm sure what I want to write about is on every blog on the snoring internet. Just when I feel like getting into the swing of "blogging" (lol as if) fashion week finishes and I decide to have a 5 day hangover and not even think about wanting to think about it. Although I totally spent three days thinking about the fact what I want to write about will be OLD NEWS. I'll basically cut the bullshit and just say I really really like Christopher Kane. Not the first half, but definitely the second half. The urge to write more is so hard to ignore, so here are some pretty pictures instead.

I also really really liked Marios Schwab. It was all a bit sound of music in some subtle fetish wet dream, and I'm sure I'm not the first person to think of that. The sound of music is my boyfriends favorite film ever and being the guinness drinking, football hooligan that he is, it's always baffled me slightly. Thanks Marios I totally get it now. Julie Andrews, the Austrian au pair in a nuns uniform running from the Nazi's. It's taken me two and a half years to work that one out.

xxx

eastern promise

2010-02-23T06:30:00.000-08:00

OK so my blog took a back seat for a few days. I have lost my voice and my body is running on pretty much empty. I am so glad I am not flying off for any other fashion weeks, and the discussion that involved me and my friend Annabel possibly going to Paris definitely ended in the conclusion that we would rather spend our money on shoes. I can only imagine the money grabbers at Eurostar have racked up the prices to capitalise on an industry that pretty much pays peanuts. I'd rather spend 200 odd quid on Miu Miu mary janes thanks.

I am actually feeling really overwhelmed by London right now because I love so much, and I really don't want to overload this blog with so much information as it'd take someone a week to read through all my bullshit.

Sunday saw the start of me slacking slightly and not being a slave for shows, the great thing about being freelance is you can just go and see the things you love. I always have and I always will LIVE for Meadham Kirchhoff. I think it's pretty obvious from this blog how much I love them and it was a complete shock to see lace veils, 30's inspired dresses bursting with colour and embroidery that had a beautiful Romany Gypsy vibe. What was even more amazing was how under all the concepts and styling, they still managed to keep their identity as designers. Little reminders of the 90's and their signature deconstructed sportswear was consistent throughout the whole collection, albeit subtle. Designers who show in London can sometimes loose this identity with over worked ideas and themes, but the risk Ed Meadham and Ben Kirchhoff took was one worth taking as it looked effortless.

You're only as good as your last collection

2010-02-21T09:36:00.000-08:00

Last season I really didn't feel it necessary or appropriate to share my opinion on the Mark Fast plus size models drama. In no way do I think it's inappropriate to use plus size models, or am I in any way a fattist. I may be slim, but I eat healthy, do yoga, smoke and stuff my face with chocolate and macdonalds/kebabs when I feel like it. I do know how it feels to look at stick thin models and feel like this perfect image of skinny and happy is being shoved down my throat. I hate my thighs, all I want are model thighs, but I think I'm comfortable enough in myself to not let it affect me. Another thing I know is that when it comes to fashion it isn't as black and white as using thin girls or fuller figured girls.

Knitwear master Mark fast and print genius Mary Katrantzou have been sharing a spot on the Fashion Week calender for three or four seasons now and in my opinions Mark has always completely out shined Mary. Don't get me wrong, her prints are amazing, but seeing a cobweby butt skimming bodycon dream going down the catwalk gets me way more excited than a print shift dress. Last season all the drama was surrounding Mark and his decision to use plus size models, and this season he stuck to his guns and used plus size models/fuller figures/what is even the politically correct term to describe them these days etc etc.

It's great to see someone who has an opinion and isn't afraid to make a statement, but is that statement really valid when even I, a UK size 8, wouldn't be seen dead with 4 boobs, my spanx creating a nice VPL and back fat hanging out of my dress. The grey area on this matter is whether you are achieving the message you are trying to send out, and I think most women who have a bit of junk would agree that there is a certain way of showing off your figure and spilling out of an ill fitting dress is not a way to embrace your curves, nor does it send out the right message.

Don't get me wrong I do think Mark is an amazing talent and there were some pieces I thought were really beautiful but his shows used to be so cool, and you felt like it was the start of something really exciting. It wasn't just the plus sized girls who seemed to have problems with their looks so I'm not trying to say I only liked the dresses on the thinner girls. I'm just looking at a lumpy beige dress, beige tights and beige shoes. This is where Mary Katrantzou really had the opportunity to shine through. She definitely didn't disappoint. Now this is usually not my thing, but her collection, based on 18th Ct Portraiture, was beautiful. Lace ruffles, prints worked around seamless construction and jewel embellishments, and big brass and silver statement jewelery really reminded me of Larcoix couture. It was a really surprising breath of fresh air.

Come back kid part 2

2010-02-21T04:53:00.000-08:00

I promised you more, I haven't actually made it out yet. This is bad, but I have been promised a hair cut and it is long overdue. My hair is taking priority, and I get to blog about some things I also saw and liked yesterday.

Maria Francesca Pepe's collection didn't exactly blow me away like her spring summer presentation did, but I thought this mesh body suit with what I guess you would call chaps, and this amazing gold chain... er thing, were really amazing. I'm still dreaming about the leather shorts and crop tops from last season, but these are definitely pretty spesh.

Danielle Scutt used to be a designer that I could say that my love for was on par with my love for designers like Ann-Sofie Back. Her early collections were always fun and never took themselves too seriously. Her past two collections have slightly unnerved me, the last a/w looking too graduate-y and the summer, whilst being fun, kinda made me grimace at it's garishness. Well now I'm back in love. I say love, I didn't LOVE every piece, but that's to be expected. What I did love was the tomboyish styling, over-sized fur and cut out mohair coats, a stripe mesh dress, and a Dévoré velvet animal print jumpsuit. I'm just hoping and praying those lace up boots are made by Topshop.

x

p.s. I am using catwalking photos as my camera decided to pack in half way through Felder Felder

Come back kids.

2010-02-20T18:16:00.000-08:00

As you may have noticed I wrote my last post a couple of minutes ago. I'm sure if you've read it you figured out why, but I want to keep up to date. So it's 2.45 am, at least I'm in my jammies in bed, NOT out being reckless. Still, my back muscles did over time from chairs with no backs and my calf muscles are paying me back for a whole day in heels so it's not like I'm getting off easy.

Again as said in last post I am all about comebacks right now. I was pretty disappointed with my favorite designers last season, and the fact I have no desire to buy anything that isn't Alaia right now kinda says it all. I haven't even managed to post a picture of anything that (in the immortal words of Rachel Zoe) "I DIE" for, and could probably reel of a list of designers that, up until yesterday, I was in a massive strop with. Today has changed things and we're back on. My love affair with Charles Anastase has been re-instated. I haven't informed my boyfriend yet but he'll just have to deal with it. To be honest when the first three looks came out, although they were beautiful, I had a little panic attack about him going down the same route as last season. But then the girls Charles dreams up that bare little or no reference to the last, other than 13 inch heels, started coming down the runway and I decided I definitely couldn't live without him, or his face paints.

I was reminiscing with the editor of the magazine I first interned at today about this orange Emilio De La Morena dress she has, that I remember being so fucking jealous of. I think it was just before everyone started going structured body-con crazy and I had literally never seen anything like it. In the past few seasons I've sort of ignored Emilio, I kind of felt like he played it safe (for him), and that I knew what I could expect from his shows, which was definitely not how I felt when I saw his early work. That being said I've always thought of him as amazingly talented, and his construction is incredible, but literally nothing could have prepared me for his new collection. Me and my friend were actually clutching each others hands we were that excited. This is another one of those shows where the photos just don't do the clothes and the way they look in the flesh justice. I'm sure a video will crop up in a few days, but until then, you kind of get the idea. It was this good... and now times it by ten.

Ann-Sofie Back is another one of those designers that I completely adore, and after not showing last season she fits quite nicely into the comeback demographic. Although her last collection was definitely not shit and made and scrunch my face up and make stupid noises because "I luv her so friggin much!!!!!!!". For the past few weeks I've been dreaming about a way to bring back some of the awful things I had in my wardrobe when I was 13 or 14. The late 90's will always be remembered for pedal pushers, chavvy slick hair, waistbands that sit somewhere in the middle of the modern low or high waist and strappy sandals. Obviously this was all with a black gothy edge to it, in my brain. Ann-Sofie went one better and the first look came complete with a black nylon drawstring back-pack similar to something you used to get in JD Sports... with BATWINGS. I swear she thinks for me.

I still have more to show and tell but it will have to wait until tomorrow because I have sleepy eyes and am not making much sense.

x

Best shade of black

2010-02-20T14:44:00.000-08:00

Hi I'm back. Thursday night was mani/pedi, face/hair masks and shaving every crevice of my body only to ruin it by downing cheap rum, peach lambrini, and falling asleep in my make up at 4am when I had shows at 10. Yes I'm one of those girls. It may take 5 days off your skin or whatever bullshit those beauty counter girls spout at you but when your 40 you're meant to look old, deal with it, I'm going to look like Janice Dickenson anyway.

London fashion week again and I haven't even made the parties, actually been working. I do actually work. This season's theme so far has been you're only as good as your last collection. All I seem to post about is collections collections collections, but clothes are mainly all I'm into and blogging is pretty much people going "oh hai this is me I'm really into the sound of my own voice and opinions and reflection" so whatever. Self-deprecation?

So winter is my fave, because it means black. I love black. Seriously, I know everyone wears black and every now and then someone will try and be like, hey it's actually cool to wear colour, I'll always ignore them or wear grey. My first favorite bit of black was Felder Felder. I always go on about how much I love Daniella and Annette and they reaffirmed my love with sheer maxi's, copper chain and what I THOUGHT was Latex ruffles. I may have been too busy trying to get my camera to work and they may have been leather, but a girl can dream and maybe they will read how much I love them and make me something ruffled out of latex. I'm also going to rip of the yellow eyes and embrace my Romanian heritage in homage to Vlad. Big love.

It's always really hard to fall in love with collections in London because the majority of designers are still really green. It's so easy to live for the likes of Givenchy and Balenciaga because they are power houses full of creatives who have years and years of experience behind them. If I fall in love with more than 4 or 5 looks from a designer this tends to mean I will write about them on here. I missed Ramon Gurillo's show, probably at something that was boring, and although I skipped through the pictures thinking "Love, meh, Love, like, meh, like, Love" and so on, the ones I love I REALLY love. I am a completely unsatisfied knitwear freak and have never found or been able to afford that perfect piece to fill the little knit sized void in my wardrobe. The styling freaks me out a bit, but no one's perfect. I actually think the perfection of the knits cancel out the wet look leggings, a bare or opaque leg with ankle socks would have killed it.

Heikki Salonen went under the radar for me last season, and having just looked at the spring summer collection I'm sort of kicking myself for not paying enough attention. That being said I always prefer winter for clothes, and this collection really shows growth and more direction than the previous shown at Fashion East last season. The collection has this Matrix vs. Ann Demeulemeester vs. Alexander Wang for girls who live in London and aren't New York party girl socialites vibe. I also need those red velvet boots in my life.

You saw it here first (probably not) Hakaan is London's next prodigal son. It definitely helps when you have some serious supermodel action in your first collection at LFW, but for some reason I didn't even notice Mariacarla, Abby Lee or Lara's boobies because I was like, WOAH. Oh hi "Paris worthy" collection. (it's 1.40am this is all I could come up with)

Thats all for now, although I'm about to start on what I liked and disliked today as I got too drunk to do it last night.

x

back whut

2010-02-18T17:18:00.000-08:00

I am resurrecting this piece of shit. Sorry to all the 23 people that read it. I like my boyfriend and watching vampire diaries than writing crap on the internet.

It was meant to be as he has the boy version of my name.

2009-11-12T17:04:00.000-08:00

I really do think that everyone who works in fashion waits until the press days to actually make up their mind whether they like a collection or not. A lot of the time, especially in this case, if I don't go to the show I do a quick once over on catwalking.com and i'm on to the next. I think it's a case of four consecutive weeks of new shit hitting my brain and turning it to mush. Obviously things fall through the cracks, and that's why we spend another four consecutive weeks traipsing round press offices getting up close and personal with this new shit.

I was actually kicking myself, and letting out stupid girly noises, when I re-came across Elliot Atkinson's new collection at the Haynes press day. I DID actually look at this show but was probably too drunk or tired to focus on what was actually in front of me, and in my defense, I really don't think the photos circulating the web from this show actually do his designs justice. It's not until you actually see his creations in front of you that you realise that his is probably one of the best collections from a new designer that you will have seen in a LONG LONG time. Elliot was one of four designers shortlisted for the Fashion Fringe award at London Fashion Week this season, and although he didn't win (it's judged by Donatella Versace, go figure) I really don't think it will have any hindrance on him whatsoever. Every piece in this Barbie inspired collection is incredible, his tailoring is beautiful, and he is definitely the next male designer to come out of the London fashion education system that gets what girls want to wear.

I also tried to take a photo of his shoes on my blackberry, but due to the adverse lighting in the Haynes press office, and my 0.2 megapixle camera you can only just about make them out. Still, seeing these was when I left out the most retarded noise. footwear is a risky prospect for a new designer as there is no room for error, but the beautiful black suede straps, chunky zip, and mirrored panel inside the 6 inch heel was complete perfection. Unfortunately I will never own these, and the fact that they may never go into production is a crime. If anyone from Brown's is reading.....

Please.

Oh my god

2009-10-06T17:57:00.001-07:00

Thank god for catwalking.com. Alexander McQueen has blown my mind. I can't even write anything clever about it because it's 2am.

London

2009-09-24T10:47:00.000-07:00

London fashion week is over. I have a delayed five day hangover, haven't seen any of my friends since last thursday and my feet now resemble something definitely not foot like. I also broke my vow to never set foot in Bungalow 8 ever again. Twice. Topshop threw the best parties, I narrowly missed an over-weight Bryan Ferry playing Roxy Music classics to sir Phil and friends but the "100% anything you want" free bar at the Ivy club definitely made up for it. The MAN party in the vaults at somerset house was a sweat fest but the bar staff did well at pouring equal measures of gin to juice and whoever decided to order enough pizza to go round at midnight saved my life. Jonathan Saunders had the best drinks, all though I almost choked on the pretentious rose petals they slung in martini glasses, and the endless supply of fairground attractions and candy floss at Mulberry made up for the hell at the door. Westwood was vapid, Prisim introduced me to mixing Lychee and Vodka, and we parked ourselves right by the flow of sashimi beef at ShowStudio.

I'm half relieved it's over, but Fashion week is never as good as your first time. When I first started interning I had no look in at shows so it was all about the parties. Getting as drunk as possible and dancing on as many tables, but these days I always have the 7am wake up call in the back of my mind. After a day of running round London in a haze of temperature fluctuation and wishing I was rich enough to invest in party feet all I can think about is lying in bed watching X Factor with my boyfriend. I long for normality to kick in, but the urgency to get as many free drinks down my neck always prevails. I have to make the most of it as after all, it's only two weeks out of 52 that it's a free for all.

I've spent the week being impressed and equally as bored, so here is what I think you need to see. If you haven't already.

After showing in Berlin last year, I am so glad the Felder twins have come back to London. Annette and Daniella are beautiful, generous and stupidly talented, and they make clothes for girls who want individuality as well as a massive amount of sex appeal.

Ed Meadham and Ben Kirchoff win me over every time. This seasons play on their usual boyish, street wear inspired sillouhette, layered with romantic pleated dresses and deconstructed bomber jackets had me biting my lip in excitement. I literally almost cried when I saw the tulle dress covered in tiny velevt bows that looked like a swarm of moths creeping down the catwalk. London has some serious contenders at the minute, and these two are front runners in my eye's. I even agreed with the pink. I hardly ever agree with pink.

Hannah Marshall is a genius. I'm guilty of writing her off previously for being somewhat obvious, but this collection stunned me. Using a fabric like chiffon to create structure, and, this may shock those who know me, the incorporation of electric blue and cream to her staple black architectural tailoring made for probably one of my favourite shows of the season.

I am gunning for Krystof Strozyna big time.

An a whata?

2009-09-22T05:40:00.000-07:00

So we all remember that scene, Cher gets ditched by Elton and gets held up at gunpoint in a valley liquor store parking lot by a mugger and he orders her to get on the ground and count to a thousand. She protests because he doesn't understand, her dress is an ALAIA. he's like, an a whata? Basically it's a really important designer. I can probably guess that Alaia went in one ear and out the other of 80% of the girls watching at sleepovers in the late 90's, but for some reason, for me, it always stuck. This was obviously before the internet, and before my fashion vocab stretched beyond bliss and sugar magazine, but the moment I discovered a world beyond trashy teen reads and Tammy girl I remembered said scene and remembered that Alaia was indeed a very very very important designer.

Next time you slip into something black and body-con, remember that before Hervé Léger there was Azzedine Alaia. The elusive godfather of cling who has the balls to shun Anna Wintour and make even the most important people in fashion come to HIM. I've always wondered why I had never seen a beautiful double page Alaia campaign in Vogue, and it's because he doesn't need to. Whilst Balmain, Lanvin, Chanel and the likes are ripped off and watered down on every high street season after season, the fact that his works remain untouched by designers that bang out trends more regularly than I change my knickers, really go to show that he is an artist, and even a ripped off alaia jacket would probably be too exquisite to sell on the floor of a high street chain. Anyone who works in the industry knows that Fashion is still a business. Even the most avant-garde and conceptual publications still have to please advertisers with features and product placement in editorials. With that said, and his decision to by back the rights to his clothing from the Prada group, for me Alaia's business strategy is even more punk than even Dame Viv could ever imagine to be. I think this could be the reason his clothes are so desirable.

2009-09-18T09:18:00.000-07:00

Terry Richardson for Purple. I am not obsessed with Abbey Lee.. much. Literally lesbionic.

Fashion week woooo.. not

Boring?

2009-09-14T06:54:00.000-07:00

I am so bored of New York Fashion week. Preens excuse for not coming home for the 25th anniversary of London Fashion Week was that showing in NY has increased their business both internationally and in the UK. That's all well and good, but I often find that designers that fly across the Atlantic bank on the fact that American's LOVE the U.K. They usually loose the thing that gave them the opportunity to show in NY in the first place. I came back from my Cornwall paradise holiday all excited to look on style.com and see what I can expect to drool over for the next six months, and to be honest, even Alexander Wang BORED the hell out of me (obviously only half bored, when I took a look at the details I cried a bit). Maybe I'm falling out of love with wearable designs, maybe the over saturated world of blogging, where every single one will have exactly the same format every single fashion week, is starting to wear thin on me. I mean, I can not be bothered to look at another skinny ass girl posting pictures of herself in something that resembles something Wang did and a pretty decent knock off of the seasons "must have" shoe. That's a half lie, it's definitely my biggest guilty pleasure after True Blood and Gossip Girl, but I want to be EXCITED. I thought I was in love with simple formulas and beautiful wearable clothes, but I think, just now whilst sat in my kitchen, I've decided I like a good concept and a shit load of drama. I am looking forward to Phi and to Rodarte, but even with them I feel like the love affair could be wearing thin. I could totally eat my words, but until then here are some things I do love.

Beauty is a religion

2009-09-13T07:03:00.000-07:00

Alex and Lou behind www.beautyisareligion.com literally know it all. You should read it and basically worship it because they know what is good when it comes to your face and your do. beauty news, tips, trends and a nice level of exploration into peoples (both in the industry and out) opinions on beauty and style. They asked me a few questions about my tattoos, which you can find on there too. They both shoot for publications like Dazed Japan and i-D and have an amazing perspective on style and trends, it's probably one of my new favourites.

find it here http://www.beautyisareligion.com

DIY or Buy?

2009-08-15T13:11:00.001-07:00

I have been drunk and stressing about shoots for a week, but I did come across these amazing pieces from Jennifer Bher's a/w collection. If I wasn't so lazy I'd probably attempt to make the liberty spike one.

oh hi perfect

2009-07-30T16:18:00.001-07:00

Rad by Rad

2009-07-30T08:56:00.000-07:00

How does this guy know exactly what I want to wear? Now he's gone and done a diffusion line that is probably affordable, not that I can't afford anything i haven't subsequently "swapped" on ebay. My brain is swimming with things that are about to be loaded off the back of lorries and onto the rails of shops I love but won't go in for fear of not being able to eat for a year let alone a week. Whatever, if you're a fan of Rad, you'll be a fan of Rad by.... Rad Hourani duh?

available at my favourite Feathers (mainly because of the beautiful buying director Tiffany) from Nov time.

http://radhourani.com/
All images theived from http://jakandjil.com/blog/

Acne Wedgessssss

2009-07-28T12:16:00.000-07:00

Went to the Yellow Door press day today to see some the pre spring Acne collection. also didn't see the wedges the first time round from a/w. Been trying to shoot these for ages now but they NEVER have them. The plastic trousers too. They are incredible!

Need these.

and these.

Printed inside-out body.

Bit J-Lo, but there is nothing wrong with that. My "in a relationship" ass wouldn't agree.

I am obsessed with long dresses. I have this incredible Topshop boutiqe one that took forever to get used to. There was only about 10 bits of the collection, an I had no space on my camera to take more. You'll have to wait.

I love knitwear

2009-07-21T09:22:00.001-07:00

I stole my boyfriends oversized (on him) Acne jumper today, it's massive and i'm boiling. Like sweating. but i have nothing else on. just shoes and pants. freedom. I've wanted to post about Tom Scott for a while because I love knitwear. Obsessed by it. only big stuff. like, massive oversized furry jumpers, babygrow style jumsuits and knitted leggings that are ten times too long for you. I fucking hate winter too. I think i'm confused.

http://www.tomscottnyc.com/

julie eilenberger

2009-07-15T03:57:00.000-07:00

Love her. I should be doing fashion credits. I'm doing my blog and trying not to sing along to Lady Gaga.

Betseyville

2009-07-14T03:33:00.000-07:00

I've always tried to subside my obsession with Betsey Johnson. whilst on the outside I'm all black and understated, inside I'm dying for pink leopard print. Her vintage pieces (that always go for way too much on ebay) get the 16 year old girly girl who likes boys with tattoos in me salivating, and now this has gone and hit the final nail in the coffin. I'm sealed. Betsey's new collaboration with Opening Ceremony designer Humberto Leon and Carol Lim features 35 pieces inspired by Betsey's archive of designs, updated with new fabrics and accessories. Available on openingceremony.us soon. I need to get paid!

Lotta Volkova

2009-07-02T05:56:00.000-07:00

From Moscow to Paris, Lotta has go it going on

http://lottavolkova.blogspot.com

I DID NOT KNOW THIS

2009-07-01T05:21:00.000-07:00

How did Brad Renfro Die and I completely miss it?

so the guy was a complete junkie, but still, I used to write about him in my diary when I was 13.

some things I like

2009-06-29T09:58:00.000-07:00

Abby Lee by Terry Richardson for Vogue Nippon (fashiongonerouge).

No Fun & Spun

2009-06-27T06:32:00.000-07:00

New video from Coconut Records, Jason Schwartzman's band. Featuring Chloe Sevigny and directed by Mark Gonzales. It's seriously cute.

Any Fun - Coconut Records - Music Video

Wes Anderson is one of my favourite directors, and through his films I developed the biggest crush on this guy. Even in Marie Antionette when he was the short, gross Louis XVI. Also who remembers Spun??? Best movie ever, I was so obsessed with it.

Serious serious crush.

two things that would make my life complete right now

2009-06-23T13:47:00.000-07:00

These need to be mine for the winter. now even. amazing.

Stolen Girlfriend's

2009-06-15T09:32:00.000-07:00

Bored now. Last post was a lie. I'm just jealous that I don't get to post enough about nice stuff because my brain is always overloaded with work. and people steal ideas off me. I'm gonna learn to keep my fucking mouth shut.

My new favourite brand ever. Don't get me wrong, I'm totally into conceptual designers pushing the boundaries blah blah blah, but when I look at an item of clothing and I could actually SEE myself wearing it, thats when things really get my attention. This is something that I think we have a lack of in the U.K. I mean, wearable fashion that speaks to children of the understated generation. No stupid neon logos or boring street wear made out of padded neon green leather, not something that should really be on the rails of All Saints, or a conceptually constructed masterpiece that should be left on the rails of press show rooms and NEVER EVER worn outside. Thats why I was so excited when I came across Stolen Girlfriends Club. Their look book screams young Americana, but sexed up in the vein of Alexander Wang and Opening Ceremony. Basically fit, see through and body conscious. They do amazing menswear too so your boyfriends that stole you off some other bloke in the first place can look as good as you.

Pictures from Stolen Girlfriends Club Lookbook

Girls Only

2009-06-07T06:40:00.000-07:00

RIP Mia

FASHION PORN

2009-06-05T06:25:00.000-07:00

However generic a statement it is to make, I have no problem with nudity what so ever, I love it. Yeah, go on, who hasn't said something along those lines recently. I remember the first test I ever shot, literally begging the model to show a bit of skin underneath a mesh top (she flatly refused). I live for the relationship the naked body has with fashion images, and the contrast between a picture of a naked women in a fashion magazine and that of one in a cheap lad's mag.

These glamour models have it so wrong. Instead of getting angry and mumbling to myself about woman's equality and the fact they are pissing over everything our grandmothers and great grandmothers have fought for, I've recently discovered pitying their nativity at thinking they're empowering themselves by brazenly bearing their over-photoshopped assets to a population of uneducated drooling idiots works best. Take the moral high ground and have a little laugh behind behind their backs. They may be getting paid for it, but it's a well known fact money isn't everything, and you can be damn sure the men they think they are fooling into handing over 20 grand per shoot are in fact fooling them and making a hell of a lot more.

That being said, I am looking forward to having a flick through new quarterly glorified lads mag
Jacques Magazine that launched last month in the U.S. Aimed at those who would prefer to leave the glossy photoshopped images of girls that will only ever date footballers to the lad's down the local, and knock one out to genuinely beautiful girls - minus the digital retouching. They describe their content as smart, and includes "edgy opinion, arousing interviews and fiery fiction blended with unparalleled pictorials".

I always have my reservations about these kinds of projects. The whole, "it's art not porn" myth fooled me once before. The moment I hit 18 i decided the world really needed to see pictures of my tiny breasts and sparse tattoos splashed across the pages of suicidegirls.com. I was fooled into thinking I was empowering myself as a "tattooed woman fighting against societies perception of beauty". luckily for me, said photo shoot remains on a destroyed disc buried somewhere in the overgrown lane behind my family home never to see the light of day. Suicide girls has become everything they promised they never were for the "alternative" community, and Richard Kern's photos of naked pubescent girls are bordering on pedophilia. It would be nice to see something that can regain it's dignity celebrating the relationships between nudity, fashion and art.

Jacquesmag.com

Some stuff I shouldn't Really like

2009-06-02T15:09:00.000-07:00

The theme tonight was

MOP

112

Blackstreet

Next

Jagged Edge

Joe

I USED TO BE A VEGAN

2009-06-02T02:52:00.000-07:00

Now i'm totally into doing this

Tasha Tilberg for i-D

2009-05-28T07:18:00.000-07:00

June cover shoot

There is definitely something about fit Lesbians, and I'm trying my hardest to resist sticking a needle through my old septum piercing.

Shoe lust

2009-05-28T05:44:00.000-07:00

I have an unhealthy addiction to anything that goes on my feet.

I have no patience for trawling rails and rails of skirts, tops and dresses and I get bored of realising I can't afford anything at the 5th price tag I look at. That and my pittance of a paycheck aside, there is something about the craftsmanship on a good pair of shoes that makes me think £800 is an acceptable price to pay.

Being the snob that I am, I find it very hard to fall for anything that doesn't have Alaia, Louboutin or Prada stamped on the leather sole, but Parisian label LaRare has my name all over it. Black calf leather, strappy bondage detailing, metal hardware and 6 inch heels, these styles from their s/s 09 collection have me weak at the knees.

Volcano Girls

2009-03-30T15:42:00.001-07:00

Topshop reminded me of this song the other day. I miss being 15.

Sleep Deprivation

2009-02-27T09:36:00.000-08:00

I am not even joking when I say I have had 4 hours sleep in the past 72. Lots of people say this, but are always exaggerating. I AM TELLING THE TRUTH.

Staying up all night in Mark Fast's studio in some random warehouse in Bow next door to a pirate ragga radio station has killed my blogging skills. The show was amazing though, he totally killed it, even if I had a complete meltdown about 10 minutes before the girls walked and started screaming at everyone. The trooper that I am even managed to go back to work, then get to Fashion east, House of Holland AND MEADHAM WHICH I LOVE.

I went to parties on two nights, and worked hard, I am no longer a blagger I actually do stuff. again no pictures as I have no camera, and took about 5 on the disposable one Oscar gave me. You'll have to wait.

Also credits to the catering for the sausage sandwiches, i'm joking. white bread, cold sausages and butter at 6 in the morning mmmmm.

Ohh Alex

2009-02-16T13:28:00.000-08:00

He has won me over again. I am officially in need of a best friend like Alexander Wang. His new collection was tough as hell, but retained his signature sexy strength. Tailoring, Chunky boots, Black fur, body con dresses and stud's. Completely amazing!

2009-02-15T14:20:00.000-08:00

Blood and stuff

2009-02-12T15:30:00.000-08:00

Directed by Kenneth Cappello

Copenhagen

2009-02-11T13:40:00.000-08:00

I've got so much to write about, hence so many posts today. Idiot.

usually nestling nicely in the middle region of the market, Danish fashion is having somewhat of a reinvention. Making way for conceptual new designers, but still regaining it's reputation of quality and timelessness, I have a feeling Copenhagen fashion week and others from the continent will soon be big news. I've been a massive fan of Henrik Vibscov and Louise Amstrup for some time now, but here is my pick of the rest....

The collection from Annhagen wasn't as cohesive as I would have liked, but these looks blew me away! The furs, floor length black dress and balmain style embellishment are stunning.

bARABARA i gONGINI was ruling with layers of monochrome tulle, and her play on volume and form was really interesting. I'm so into the the black tulle knit.

I was completely surprised by this collection from Cheap Monday. I don't think I even looked at it the first time I went through the CFW website. Call it ignorance, but I guess I just associated them with Jeans. I'm still not 100% sold on pre-ripping and patches already sewn on to jeans (I tried my hardest to get into that christopher Kane collection), but there is something quite endearing about it. It's like, everything I want to wear out at night toned down into day wear.

No one could do Amish like Henrik Vibscov.

Seeing stars at Ivana Helsinki

I have been a fan of Louise Amstrups shard tailoring for a while now, and I loved the prints from this collection.

Moonspoon saloon. Looveee the boots.

This has taken me ages and i'm tired, so not going into more detail. Also check out Micheal pitt getting all turned on by some chick speaking in french in a film for YSL Homme's new a/w collection.

Back

2009-02-11T07:37:00.000-08:00

Slacker fuckin slacker.

Ok so I've been consumed by work for the past few weeks, but back on to being a blooger and all that shit, because this definitely deserves a post. We got the new issue of i-D in last friday, and it was all hush hush big secret because some newspaper in NY had an exclusive, and under NO CIRCUMSTANCES were we allowed to take any copies out of the office. I resisted the temptation to slip a copy in any possible rivals bag, and checked mine thoroughly before I left, but it all went public yesterday and it is incredible.

HOW INCREDIBLE IS SUSIE BICK????

Clearly Susie, Naomi, and Yasmin won. Their covers and ed's were just incredible.

I love Eliza's cover, but her ed didn't do much for me, and SURPRISINGLY I actually liked the Agyness cover (if you highlight her name and right click on any decent mac it comes up with GAYNESS as an alternative spelling). I usually hate this girl, and the LOVE promo of her dressed like the queen made me feel queasy, but she looks sexyyyy. Same with Alice, any model that whores it up for more tabloid inches than actual editorials is usually dead to me, but she looks incredible and the shoot is amazing.

It is pretty funny that it pretty much consumes the entire issue. The new faces shoot I worked on with Erika was cute too. The girls were amazing and tons of fun to work with.

Jack is sat next to me listening to some pirate garage radio station.

bye!

FAVE

2008-12-08T22:08:00.000-08:00

Anyone who ever thought Clueless was the best thing to come out of the 90s hasn't seen this

Been up all night watching this and twilight oops. new crush though. Robert Pattinson, always had a thing for cedric diggory.

xx