Of COURSE, Halloween is my favourite time of year. Except Christmas. It involves skulls, root vegetables, and copious amounts of the Misfits. All the best music celebrates this time of year too, which makes compiling a list very difficult. This is a brief extension of last year’s list, and won’t be appearing on YouTube unless I get a spare two hours.
My pals at Strawberry and Cream sent me the A/W Butter London nail colours recently, but I have to confess the shade I was really excited to try out was All Hail McQueen.
Dedicated to the great man himself, All Hail McQueen takes its cue from the Kate Moss hologram which McQueen projected during his A/W 2006 collection.
It’s a greige-ish, taupe hue, with tiny flecks of holographic glitter – just enough to shimmer, rather than sparkle. It’s probably the most grown-up colour I own!
Anyway, you’ve probably seen it on hundreds of beauty blogs, but here it is on my fat hands too;
Perfume is probably not the wisest thing to buy based on appearances alone, but Honore des Pres makes it pretty tempting. This is Vamp, which combines; “head notes of tubereuse and rhum with heart notes of bourbon vanilla and base notes of benjoin perou balm and tolu balm.”
Well, I know what vanilla and tuberose are, but benjoin perou? Tolu? Hmm.
There’s also a chocolate edition, Coco, and a carrot version, Carottes – which would have been a shock if I hadn’t witnessed some raw carrot oil at that perfume making course I went on. Tasty.
I just don’t even know what to make of this. Could be part of a DIY Carol costume this Halloween, could help me fit in (or not?) in some black metal bars in Oslo… Could be really dumb?
Faux Fur Horned Cossack Hat, £20, Topshop
I know I’m about three years late to the party with Mad Men, but I’m finally here. I think the problem with our burgeoning relationship was that I was so obsessed with The Wire that when it ended I thought I’d never love again. What could possibly fill the hole? Nothing, that’s what. Everyone told me I’d love Mad Men, but I didn’t want to hear it. On paper it sounded right for me, but I didn’t want to replace my first love. I wasn’t in the right place. At least I wasn’t for three years or so. I still think about The Wire all the time, but I’ve decided that now it’s time for me to make a little bit of space in my heart for someone new.
I’m currently on season one, episode ten, and while the internet has RUINED Mad Men for me, spoiler-wise, I’m still enjoying it immensely. Predictably, the clothes are KILLING ME, but everything about it is ace really. The office smoking and drinking is fascinating/amazing. Today someone at work cleared out their desk and found a photo of them in the office in the 70s, havin’ a fag. It’s so hard to get your head round, although I did temp at a national paper where whisky from a crystal decanter at all hours was a part of the working life.
Anyway, forget Betty, Peggy, and Joan; my favourite wardrobe of season one belongs to Don’s pal, Rachel Menken. She shares my name, she’s Jewish, she’s a feminist; what’s not to love? All these pictures are from the AMAZING Tom and Lorenzo blog. Top work chaps, much appreciated.
I’m still not convinced by the kitten heel fad, but if anything was going to help sway me… Predictably, it would be these Louboutins. I kind of hate myself for saying it, but SICK is the only word that I can conjure up to describe them.
Check out the ring I picked up at New Look as part of my afore-mentioned spree. £2.50!! I have freakishly big hands, and this covers the length from hand to knuckle on my middle finger. The ‘pearls’ are super shiny, although I fear I might lose a few on my next night out.
This post is not sponsored by San Miguel, but if they’d like it to be, it can be.
Bought myself these woolly boots from New Look today – thought they might be appropriate for the whole ~snow queen~ look I’m going for on our trip to Oslo. It’s about as close to the shearling trend as I’m willing to get. Toasty! For reasons I can’t fathom, they’re not available online. They were £24.99 though, and come in this tan shade, chestnutty brown, and black.
There were some other boots I wanted as well…
When I showed them to Isabelle, she said [and I quote]:
@furcoat Srs? They’re really Mariah Carey circa All I Want For Christmas, although that’s not entirely bad.
‘Not entirely bad’ is right; they’re entirely good. I will be Mariah once these white and woolly booties are on my feet. If you have as much taste as me, you can get them at New Look for a mere £30.
A couple of months ago a reader asked me for advice on vintage shopping in my hometown of Sheffield. I finally returned to the motherland this weekend and took the opportunity to do a bit of shopping… all in the name of research. Sorry for the shit pictures, people in Sheffield seemingly get weirded out [...]
Hi guys! This page got deleted when I moved over from my old blog but after some extraction work down at the coal face, it’s back in its rightful home. This guide is now… several years old so undoubtedly some stuff is out of date and I guess a lot of places will have closed. [...]
