Archive | November, 2010

Someone says it’s the start of a contest

29 Nov

Despite spending the last two weeks telling everyone that I don’t want anything for Christmas;

Andrew Prince Seven Star Tiara

Habitat Faith Tea Light Holder; WeLoveKaoru Teacup and Saucer

Penhaligon’s Artemisia; Thornback & Peel Hanky Box; Jonathan Adler Ceramic Squirrel Ring Box; Heal’s ‘Eileen’ Coffee Maker

Tsumori Chisato for Petit Bateau Striped T-Shirt; Fortnum & Mason Biscuits for Cheese Barrel; Sonia by Sonia Rykiel Black and Gold Snow Knit Jumper; Tina Tsang Blaue Blume Petit Four Stand

Globe-Trotter Safari 13” Vanity Case; Fortune-Telling Birthday Book; Penguin Special Edition of Flappers and Philosophers, by F Scott Fitzgerald; Letts Ladydate Diary (I actually have this Filofax on its way, but I’ve always wanted a Ladydate because of the little gold pencil.)

I’m the great historical bum

29 Nov

I don’t like the 1930s as much as I like the 1920s* (OBV), but credit where credit’s due; these pictures of rural and small town America during the Great Depression are pretty incredible. Taken between 1939 and 1943 by photographers of the Farm Security Administration and Office of War Information, they are apparently some of the only colour photographs taken of rural America at the time.

You can see the entire collection here, but I’ve picked out some of my favourites. It’s weird to say ‘favourites’ when referring to pictures of people suffering great pain, misery and racial segregation, but, uh hopefully you know what I mean. Amazing images.

*Exception to the rule = anything by Steinbeck, who despite all the years of scholarly intervention, I still love madly and passionately. Except The Red Pony, which is utterly awful.

You’re the only one responsible

27 Nov

You can always really on Lazy Oaf to bring the good stuff at this time of year;

Still no ideas for the ‘difficult’ office Secret Santa though…

Look at you, a true survivor

26 Nov

Found these on my Christmas shopping travels today.

Just when I thought they looked familiar, it dawned on me; they’re like the Henry VIII ones used in Betty Jackson’s show a couple of seasons ago. Unsurprisingly, they’re from the same people – Twisted Tee, and I was excited to see they have a whole range.

As well as Liz and Anne Boleyn, you can also get the original Henry VIII model, a selection of election pants (Cameron on your crotch, gross), and even Boris Johnson.

You can buy them at the Twisted Tee site, or at the excellent Five Go Mad shop, which is full of amazing Christmas present ideas.

 

Friday Afternoon Disco: Songs named after years

26 Nov

YouTube

Motörhead – 1916
The Who – 1921 – Original Album Version
Sisters Of Mercy – 1959
New Order – 1963
The Stooges – 1969
Iggy & The Stooges – 1970
The Clash – 1977
Smashing Pumpkins – 1979
Estelle – 1980
David Bowie – 1984
Blur – 1992
Prince – 1999

New Look Spring/Summer 2011 – A Sneaky Peek

26 Nov

Along with the rest of the fashion world, today I trooped along to New Look’s Spring/Summer 2011 press day. I’m not just saying this, but it does seem to be one of the better press events; good atmosphere (amazing music), nice people, photos encouraged, tasty snacks (unless you don’t like mushrooms), and just a general air of friendliness. THANKS NEW LOOK!

On to the spring/summer launches, anyway.

Before we get to New Look’s fashion for the new season, just a couple of accessories which caught my eye. We all know New Look do the best shoes on the high street, and amongst the summery wedges and brogues, I spied these top-hole canvas and tan leather lace-ups. Pretty much Jordan Baker in one 2011 shoe.

I also liked this framed handbag, which seems to perpetuate the enduring love affair with preppy, granny-ish bags – while also matching my new summer shoes rather nicely. This bag isn’t shown to scale, btw, it’s enormous – the perfect work bag, I’d hazard.

I’ll start as I mean to go on, with an outfit that predictably is right up my street. The 50s Americana look is always a winner in the summer months – how could it not be? – and this printed shirtwaister dress feels like the kind of vintage buy you fantasise about finding, but never do. The acid-wash pastel pink denim jacket brings the outfit up to date for a look that I’d pretty much wear verbatim, as it were.

As all good fashion observers are aware, the 1970s is the trend we will be slavishly following come S/S11. I’m a big fan of the 70s so that’s fine by me, but lest we forget that the 1930s were an enormous influence on the era. And we all know that the 1930s is basically an extension of my favourite era, just a few years before. The heavy-lidded makeup, the maxi dresses, the ~ethnic~ kaftans and turbans, the palazzo pants, the jewel tones… Where was I?

Aight so although the 70s are what we’re looking at predominantly for spring/summer, there’s still a hint of the Bright Young Thing messing about on the Riviera sneaking its way in. As demonstrated by this midi skirt and blousy puff-sleeve shirt. I love the lace inserts – only question is, what colour should I dye this skirt when I inevitably buy it? Nude tones look awful on me.

I am obsessed with these kind of lacy, heavily sequinned tops. What are you supposed to wear with them when you don’t wear trousers? I will deal with this problem though, because that white one at the top with a big old exposed silver zip is all kinds of perfect. I even made a special circle zoom. I hope the sequins and crystals aren’t watered down too much for retail, because this was really spangly and glittering. Scallop shapes. Flappers. Deco shapes. Cream, gold, and shrimp pink. Very 1930s etc. broken record etc. I know etc.

This top just caught my eye because it was so bright. I love a cartoon print when it’s done right, and these scribbly dots are perfect. I find grown-up silk tops quite difficult to fit in to my wardrobe, but I could see this working with a lot of my existing outfits.

The Cassandra prize goes to this gold lurex skirt, which I have already built several outfits around. OK, so it’s not Iso’s skirt of dreams, but it could well become my very own version. Again, it’s got a bit of a 1970s feel, but the knife pleating and showgirl feel of the fabric definitely have a late 20s vibe.

The sky is turning red

25 Nov

Just in case you missed it.

PS Can you tell I’m excited to have the internet back?

The guest bedroom bed beckons

25 Nov

I love this picture from Fashionista: Happy Thanksgiving!

Are you ready for a real career?

25 Nov

I blogged a few weeks ago about how excited I was about Channel 4′s adaptation of Any Human Heart. Unfortunately, mere days after I’d written that blog, Virgin Media canceled our TV and Internet as part of an almighty account cock up. Every day I came home and stared at the blinking AP:52 screen (it’s the screen of doom) on our box, wondering when television would once again be a part of our life.

Missing Wagner was bad enough, but missing the only tv series I’ve been excited about in months? It sucks. What made it even better was the fact that both Andy and I said on several separate occasions, ‘oh well, we can just watch it online later’, only to remember that this option wasn’t available either.

Anyway, last night a hero of a technician (he said, “you must have wanted to kill yourself without the internet” – how did he know?) came around, and made everything better. The first thing we did, then, was watch Any Human Heart.

And, as promised, here are my thoughts on the styling. Be aware; spoilers ahead – but only for episode one!

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In your garden, fading fast in your arms

23 Nov

Many moons ago, when I was temping for a certain tabloid broadsheet, one of my jobs was typing up press releases for the literary desk. We got press releases for every book that was due to be published over the next six months, and from that synopsis, I had to write another synopsis.

One of the books I was most excited about was Luella’s Guide to English Style. Luella was one of my favourite designers, and at the height of her success. A book by Luella Bartley was therefore A Very Good Thing.

Sadly, the day of the launch came and went, and no book emerged. Still, good things come to those that wait, and after a good long wait, the book is here! Actually, the book came out in October, but what with being busy and the ol’ Internet meltdown, I haven’t quite got round to telling you about it. UNTIL NOW… DUN DUN DUN.

The book is a handsome wedge of a thing, which prompted my friend to ask me if it was a bible. It’s heavy, embossed, and has a rather tasteful neon pink elastic bookmark. It is written, of course, by Luella Bartley – who was an established journalist, and indeed Vogue editor before becoming a designer. Needless to say, she has a way with words. The book also features illustrations by Zoe Taylor and Daniel Laidler, as well as some rather excellent photographs.

The book is divided in to ten sections: Introduction; The Seven Stages of Woman; The British Bosom; Birds of Britain: A Guide; Love, Sex & Tomboys; Tribes of Britannia; Typical English Garb; Pretty in Pink; English Classes; and Shopping.

The Seven Stages of Woman covers the journey (‘veritable romp’) from childhood to ‘Granny Nirvana’, and the varying stages in between. From sulky teenage swagger to dressing for a ‘proper’ job, and being a pensioner – including the Queen, Marianne Faithful et al.

I did enjoy the British Bosom chapter, which covers ‘the Shelf’ and various other varieties. Not entirely sure why it fitted in, but I enjoyed it and – well, after all, good underwear is the foundation of any outfit I suppose.

Birds of Britain: A Guide is probably my favourite section. It covers Luella’s favourite examples of upstanding British women – and just so happens to include some of my favourite ladies. I mean, the chapter opens with a Vita Sackville-West quote;

Be wicked, be brave, be drunk

be reckless, be dissolute, be despotic,

be an anarchist… be anything you

like, but for pity’s sake be it to the top

of your bent. Live – live fully, live

passionately, live disastrously.

And as you see above, a rather fetching portrait of Vita, accompanied by a nice long discussion about why she’s fantastic. Fashion is just the start. The list of Luella’s women is expansive – and while us die-hard fans of her and her work probably won’t find too many surprises in the list, it’s still a good read – full of facts about interesting people.

Obviously Debo is on the list!

The next chapter is Love, Sex & Tomboys, which does what it says on the tin. It discusses the English woman’s attitude to sex and style – why some women are in the bikini and boob job, and why some (especially Luella ladies) are more into a good pocket, reasonable length skirts, and ‘funny’ vintage knitwear.

Next we trundle merrily on to Tribes of Britannia, which covers all the usual aspects like New Romantics and Punks, but also Pony Club and Sloane – this is Luella, after all. We don’t just hear about the tribes either; we also hear about why or why not people assimilate with certain groups, and how it affects – or doesn’t – their style.

Typical English Garb takes a closer look at the garments which make up looks; the key pieces which define you as a Mod, Rocker, or Raver – and why those pieces say what they do. The indepth guide gives you a history of the items in question, as well as an idea about how they became connected to the afore-mentioned ‘tribes’. I learned stuff! And, of course, the pictures are excellent. Look, there’s Withnail and some chaps in Barbours – got to be good, right?

Pretty in Pink makes for an interesting read, particularly for those who subscribe to the Pink Stinks campaign. English Classes does what it says on the tin; and Shopping is a guide to some of Luella’s favourite shops. Some amazing picks, and some top secret finds too – which I will keep quiet about, because you should buy the book.

I’m a Luella nut, this much we know. I was always going to enjoy a book by her, about her style, her influences, her inspirations. That said, Luella is a fabulous writer, and the sections on clothes, tribes, and icons would surely be interesting for anyone interested in fashion – or just social history I guess. There’s some language which makes me go BLARG, but then I am someone that attempts to avoid the use of ‘girl’ at any time. Some references and comments also feel a bit embarrassingly middle class too – but who am I (or is Luella) trying to kid? Embarrassingly middle class is nothing to be embarrassed about…

You can buy the book online… of course

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