The sexy cat gets a bad wrap as far as Halloween costumes go, but I don’t think it’s as bad as all that. Anyway, as I hurtle towards 30, I’m enjoying a renewed interest in the concept of sexy; not sure if it’s a mid-life crisis which will swiftly be followed by the purchase of an orange Lamborghini or if it’s the much-feted mystical confidence that you apparently develop when you finally start to feel ~at home in your body.
I have no Halloween plans this year (what kind of goth am I?), but if I was going out I might just dress as a sexy cat and sod the lot of you. Here’s my counsel for the defence of sexycat’s most common complaints;
1. It’s just an excuse to look slutty.
And? Elvira barely wore any clothes and she’s a boner-fide solid Halloween hero.
2. It’s not scary.
Neither is Carl the Ikea Monkey. Or baby North West. Or a sushi baby.
3. It’s unoriginal.
So is a Dia de los Muertos Catrina, Wayne and Garth, a Jeff Bridges Dude, Terry Richardson, a Lichtenstein lady and Heisenberg. Making a domestic pet look slutty is waaaay weirder than any of those things. Perverse, frankly.
[Topshop dress / Maison Michel ears / Topshop heels / Olympia Le Tan book]
I’ve had various keeping-fit phases in my life, but no matter what my age and where I’ve been doing said keeping fit, the soundtrack has tended towards the hard and heavy. What can I say? I like my workouts hard and my music heavy.
At university it was all about hardcore, these days it’s more metal – particularly the metal running playlist that Andy made me last year. He’s currently working on a speed metal update, which I’m sure will spur me on even further in my bid to a 20-minute 10km.
When I saw this picture, however, I decided that maybe there was something to be said for keeping things a bit more glamorous in the gym. After all, I always seem to show up after work with my hair did and lips in Neon Orange or Show Orchid, so why shouldn’t my tunes match?
Here, then, a glamorous 60s workout playlist.
”If you’re doing business with a religious son of a bitch, get it in writing. His word isn’t worth shit, not with the good Lord telling him how to f*** you on the deal.”
1. Advice for young people from William S Burroughs, my fave. [via Teenage]
2. Why do top chefs listen to heavy metal when they’re cooking? Not a joke, but in fact a piece of research.
3. As Tumblr gains 50 billion posts (and a search function that works!!), here’s one of the best sites I’ve found recently; Expert Cosmo Tips. [Via @AmyOdell]
4. And also, Twitter Douchebags.
5. The Rookie ghost prom playlist is the best Halloween playlist I’ve heard yet.
I think Refinery 29 were on to something when they described this Karla Colletto collection video as a Wes Anderson-imagined vacation. Don’t you just wish you were cycling along a sunny hidden path in a bikini? Or Instagramming palm trees? Or fannying around in flippers and scuba gear?
As well as creating a truly beautiful promo video, Karla Colletto also gave me reason to smile through their use of the term; “aquatic couture”. Doesn’t it just sound like something the mermaids of Weeki Wachee would wear for their underwater jaunts?
Here are my picks for some fantasy beach holiday, which isn’t happening any time soon:
L-R: The Transparent, The Flora; The Tortoise
1. The Day My Kid Went Punk – this is amazing
2. The 50 Most Controversial T-Shirts of All Time
3. I know y’all don’t love it as much as me, but the Duck Dynasty Drinking Game looks like a good way to spend an evening.
4. The Logo Strikes Back - interesting piece by Susie Bubble on the revival of typographic fashion.
5. White Women, Black Hairstyles - nice shoot from the fantastic NaturallyCurly.com exploring corporate attitudes to natural hair.
6. And finally… Who Said It? Morrissey or Alan Partridge
The last few weeks have seen my time consumed almost entirely by our work exhibition, Salon Intentional. If you’ve never spent three days under a glass roof with 40,000 hairdressers let me tell you this – you’ve not lived.
Inspiring as the show is, it’s like fashion week to the power of ten in terms of tiredness, sore feet, bad eating habits and dehydration. I think my diet over the weekend could quite easily be summed up in four words; wine, sweets and black coffee – and you’d better believe I’m seeing the results now that I’m back in the real world.
Luckily, I had a sample of Vichy Laboratories Idealia Life Serum awaiting sampling – and with the USP being that it’s a product that helps repair damage caused by working hard, staying out late, drinking too much and harsh environmental aggressors, it seemed like the ideal choice. They actually sent it to me for fashion week but I was well aware that I had way, way, way more intense days to come.
I’m pleased to report that it’s been a total success over the weekend – it smells divine, has a velvety-smooth texture and leaves skin glowing and hydrated. Which, ultimately, is the main result that I was hoping for. Double thumbs up – and if you want to try it, you can get a free sample here!
My other Salon International survival kit consists of these two buys from Zara – a giant tartan blanket of a scarf, which is warm, soft and big enough to swaddle yourself fully and another piece of ridiculous costume jewelry, which does a mean job of distracting people from the redness of your eyes after three days in a convention centre.
The Derek Blasberg range for Paperless Post is all-round awesome, but my pick of the bunch is this invite for hot wings and champagne. I know that the whole high-end junkfood concept is kinda OLD NEWS now, but c’mon! What’s better than hot wings and champagne? Nothing, that’s what. It’s not even the high-low idea, it’s just the fact that hot wings are fucking tasty and require a cold, fizzy compliment – sure, it could be Pabst, it could be Sprite, but then… why not champagne?
Here’s a hot wings recipe from the awesome Helen Graves - and here’s a hot wings and champagne playlist (yeah, I went there).