going on a summer holiday

there is nothing like a festival and a summer holiday within the space of a fortnight to play havoc with your blogging pattern. i'm off to corfu for a week with three college friends. my first holiday sans-parents, i'm hoping for some down time, including plenty of reading on the beach and nibbling of baklava and bread and olives.

i've set the timer so that there'll be some spooky, phantom posts doing my blogging job for me in my absense.
here's hoping that all goes according to plan.

and because everything loves being a little self indulgent every now and then..
I want you all to leave a little description of your ideal summer outfits. something you're enjoying kicking back in at the moment and can't take off, or the capsule collection you're dreaming of taking on holiday with you. just a few lines with maybe things that inspire you, the colour you'll be painting your finger nails, the perfume you'll be wearing, the shoes on your feet etc etc.

who knows, I might bring back a straw donkey for the winner!

inspiration on a wednesday

festival

what a fantastic past few days. drinking chai tea in our favourite moroccan cafe, goosebumps as 100,000 sang "loves the greatest thing" together during blur, seeing lizzy jagger and theodora richards strolling around, attempting and failing to master the "she-pee" weeing method, alex kapranos' on-stage flirting during the franz set, watching paper lanterns being released into the night sky in the stone circle field

6 days of dancing and lovely-ness. until next year..

post script

discotheque confusion is not dead!
it's just been in hibernation while I pack for glastonbury and shit like that.

very excited to be getting up bright and early (well, maybe not that bit..) tomorrow morning and setting up the tent. really missing posting though, so will hopefully get some up before I "depart".

in the mean time, watch this video. i've added it to my favourites and it makes me very happy indeed. I almost know the moves.

inspiration on a wednesday

and a little tune, too..

runaround

Runaround is a short film directed by KT Auleta, centered around three small town teenagers in America, following them through the summer as they experiment with boys and sunbathing on the roof.

I really wish I knew how I could get hold of a copy of this, because A.) my roof is far too weak for summer sunbathing, so I'll need to live my dream of doing so through the characters B.) i'm very partial to a little arsy indie film every now and then. and C.) well, I guess I better mention Isabelle McNally plays the lead..

australian hipsters

pics; thegrandsocial.com.au

en why see shenanigans

let's close our eyes and take an imaginary street tour of new york.
(..wait you'll need to open them again to actually read this)
and meet some people as we wander, and look at their clothes.
just for the sake of saturday daydreaming!

lesley arfin on her bike.
i love lesley arfin. she's all tattooed and mouthy looking on the outside but you just know that if you burst into tears she'd be the first to give you a big hug and take you to the bathroom some dmc.*

*deep meaningful conversation, just incase that got lost in translation


just because these guys are cute as pie and totally flyy.
also because she has the idea with the army jacket. they're the perfect alternative to denim on a summers night.


just to clarify, are scrunchies making a comeback?
because right now, i'm thinking that wouldn't be an awful thing..

pics: arab parrot (another one for you to add to the list)

elsa sylvan

Dazed & Confused April 2009

Muse #14 (2008)

preaching good underwear

lara stone in another magazine, jean paul gautier's infamous creation worn by madonna on her blonde ambition tour

When i did my stint of work experience at lingerie supremes Rigby and Peller, I was well and truly converted to the "always start with a good bra" philosophy. While previously I was likely to tutt at such a statement, placing it in the category of pointless fashion rules alongside "never wear black and brown" now I often notice if a woman is wearing ill-fitting underwear.

I think teenage girls are put off going for fittings (I know I was) because of that age-old issue of "will I have to remove my bra in front of the measurer?" As somebody with a small chest, I always dismissed the need for a proper measurement, instead starting with an A cup from Tammy. So years later when a free fitting at Rigby was offered, it turned out that I was infact four cup sizes bigger and a chest size smaller than I had thought. "D? I can't be a D!" I muttered as the fitter fastened me up. Alas I am. And the comfortable fit was enough proof, as well as the fitter's reassurance that women generally wear their cup too small and chest too wide. My perception of bra sizes and proportions, I realised had been completely skewif.

I was also taught that the best way to put on your bra was to lower yourself into it, and I must admit it took a bit of practise to do this, after all the years of that lazy, 'fasten it upside down and hoik it up' trick.
After my work experience, I came back home, urging all of my friends to get a proper bra fitting. "I have before, at Marks and Spencer!" they would reply, though I had been told that bra fitters should be able to match a woman to her bra by looking at her, rather than actually measuring with a tape, which is what the ladies at M&S do. I am aware that this story has a distinctive whiff of "girl gets brainwashed by bra cult", but don't take my advice as biased, because once you have a free fitting at somewhere like Rigby and Peller (or a 'high class equivalent' in your respective countries(!)..) you will instantly feel the difference.

It doesn't mean you will be constricted to a life of trying to afford expensive underwear; once you know your size you can always roughly apply this to the high street, like I do. And there is something incredibly rewarding about walking down the street in jeans, a jumper and some converse knowing that beneath this simple ensemble is some fantastic underwear.

inspiration on a wednesday

1. leaving las vegas, w may 2002. 2. marilyn monroe 3. magna run flickr
4. lara stone US vogue 2009 5. stella mccartney "poem" film 6. woody allen's manhattan

what they wear behind the scenes

First there were streetstyle blogs, then concepts like The Selby and Show Me Your Wardrobe popped up giving us a chance through sneak into peoples' homes and wardrobes. A style blog that lets us go behind the scenes at the office is what I'm craving next. Not just any office you understand; because having seen what the girls are wearing at the HQs of Vogue, Topshop and Lover are wearing, the bar has been set high.

Let the style snapping continue inside office hours. Less work, more play!

PLAYSUITS AT VOGUE, NEW YORK

WHAT THE BUYERS WEAR. TOPSHOP, LONDON

WHAT THEY WEAR TO THE STAFF PARTY, LOVER, SYDNEY

pics, style.com, inside out, lover blog

ultimate whimsy

I chanced copies of these beautiful videos over at bien dans da peau and at first I assumed they had been created by some anonymous Scandinavian film director, a little speck in the gigantic sphere of Youtube.

Alas, further investigation led me to discover that they are indeed the videos accompanying Stella McCartney's special Net-A-Porter.com collections. I was a little disappointed, as I find my first assumption appealing, however it cannot be denied that these videos perfectly epitomise the femininity of the Stella McCartney brand and upon realising this was the project on which Stella had collaborated with the fabulous artist Sir Peter Blake it all made sense.

Produced and directed by the Net A Porter team, the videos could easily be mistaken for the brainchild or Sofia Coppola or Tim Walker.

They are a visual treat and I'm sure for those of you who go a little weak at the knees when thinking of peonies, broderie anglaise and barefoot bike rides (who doesn't?) you'll find these a incarnation of your favourite girlish daydreams. I don't think I'm alone in wishing that my days during this summer will consist of spontaneous climbing of Magnolias (even more wishful seeing as they bloom in spring..) or ducking through floral jungles in creamy suits. Or wading through chilly rivers in my knickers with my best friend. Ah, dream on, dream on..



Of course, they're more effective when viewed together, but I think "Poem" is my favourite, for that mouthwatering combination of the pink hydrangeas against the girls' suits. Which one do you love best?

beachy keen

zimmermann bikini, muji towel, vagabond wedges, topman v-neck, topshop straw bag

good lord, I wish I could afford an itsy bitsy teeny weeny zimmermann frilled bikini. ah, what the hell, luckily I can settle for this not-so-disimilar topshop version and use the rest to fund boat trips and deep sea swimming in corfu! not so bad after all!

summer of 68

happy birthday, father.

oh, yeah and everything pelayo diaz knows about life was learn from my dad.
check out the hair influence in the first picture, second row.

noughties hipsters trying to channel the nineties, eat your heart out!