flair magazine, october

why restrict the beach to being just a summer playground when you can have just as much fun laying on the warm sand on a crisp autumn day?

That's the mood of this editorial from the October issue of Flair magazine. Stylist Sally Lyndley has swaddled Behati Prinsloo in thick knit scarves as a nod to the new season but also added a chocolate coloured velvet minidress and bubblegum thigh high boots for a flirty transistional twist. Throw in that lovely September haze courtesy of Matthew Vriens-Mcgrath's lens and hey presto, you have a fresh spin on the 'it's september, better shake up your wardrobe' spread.
me likey.

pics, the fashion spot

just a moment

please bare with me while I get my arse into gear..
feeling a little bit under the weather; drinking lots of hot honey and lemon when I'm not doing lots of shifts at topshop. ugh.
show reports up soon, i promise!

PS, this is partly for you readers but also mostly for my Granny.
you see, she reads this everyday and if I don't post, she nags!
I rather like it when she does though.

Live from Burberry HQ

Possibly the most bizarrely surreal experience.. I'm at the Burberry afterparty and sitting about two metres behind me (no joke) is Carine Roitfeld along with Julia and the rest of the Paris Vogue team. Susie Bubble and Tommy Ton were also just sat over in another corner while Katie Grand and Team Love are also here.

Okay now Carine is fully dancing, me and Ella from Cocos Tea Party are unanimous that she would be the best drinking partner ever, perfect for dancing beside on tables.

I'm having this internal dilemna; do I act all cool and aloof and pretend not to care about the fact that my heroes are standing beside me. Or do I go all out and snap and take videos? Well, a combination of the two, but I know if I do not get photographic evidence I will hate myself for the rest of my days. So I shot a video of Carine dancing. Just for all of you! Until Julia noticed me..

views over the big city

Feels like everything has been pretty crazy over the past couple of days, it's been mind blowing to see and walk past industry insiders and people who I hold in high esteem. It's all rather overwhelming. It has however, but a comfort returning to my Aunt's flat each night, kicking back, sipping large quantities and peppermint tea and laughing at Come Dine With Me. It's the perfect remedy to the headfuck that meeting the likes of Garance Dore and Julia Restoin-Roitfeld can cause!

The Burberry Prosum show is tonight so I'll be meeting up with Coco and Disney roller Girl
and then heading onto the afterparty which is being held at the Burberry headquarters. Each Fashion Week, the growing importance in the role of Bloggers becomes more and more noticeable, and Burberry really seem to be on top of things in this department. Not only have they invited a few of us, they're also embracing the internet further and broadcasting the show live from their website. Watch it and you should be able to peek Anna Wintour, Alexa Chung and if the rumours are true.. The Olsen twins.

As amazing as it's all been I'm now rather looking forward to returning home, resuming with usual posting and giving my Mum a big hug, as she and my Step dad are back from a fortnight traveling around Europe. Hurrah!






Kate Moss in US Vogue, 1995.

pics, runway report

topshop unique SS10

shit me! just my snaps from the unique show.
all of the sightings and that japanese print blouse had my legs like jelly by the end of it.
more soon, i promise..

the daily

I know, I know, only one day left of London Fashion Week. But be sure to check out The Daily. Have have a flick through the archive too. Our very own Disney Roller Girl has been contributing, and there are hoards of pretty backstage pics from David Hayes and it's just as quirky as it's mother publication Rubbish.

just to say again..

good lord, this fashion week business is tricky isn't it?

i wish I was as good at keeping on top of blogging and the latest shows as dear susie bubble!

either way, i'm off to london; the topshop unique show today. and then burberry on tuesday followed by the afterparty which I'm insanely excited about. (word is Wintour, Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen, Alexa Chung, Agyness Deyn are all to be in attendance..) I'll take as many pictures as possible and I might throw a paper aeroplane across the room with a message for the Olsens letting them know that we all love them. I don't know how else I would speak to them..

Be sure to keep up with al the goings on through my twitter account!

new york fashion week round up

Rachel Comey's was by far my favourite collection for it's sheer wearability and the aesthetic parallel to the sartorial references that have been buzzing about in my head of late. Namely thigh grazing summer shorts (bye bye denim cut-offs!) and little seventies dresses, belted. The kind of outfits that make perfect sense when worn kicking about a flower market on a Sunday; a mixture of suitable hardy with buttoned up (all the way) blouses and overall dresses but with girlish charm thrown in in the form of flirty necklines and dainty prints.

If the sexy, studded, body conscious look was the zietgiest of Summer 2009, then Comey's show symbolises that the first spring of the new decade will favour the 'less is more' mantra. Think preppy but in a tomboyish Brooklyn way over any Upper East Side pearls and twinset stereotype. Brits may think of the 1970's sitcom The Good Life and channel an updated Barbara Good. Otherwise Michelle Williams and Au Revoir Simone are the poster girls and the "keep one half covered" rule shall resume with cheeky hemlines perfectly balanced along with elbow patch cardigans or oversize blouses in hawaiian prints. Instead of the edgy accessories or tough fabrics favoured over the past two seasons, a bike, knapsack or straw basket will do to finish off an outfit.

As biased as I am towards Rachel Comey, she wasn't the only one headed in a more modest direction. In addition to many a boyish nod witnessed on the runways last week in New York blazers still reigned at Charlotte Ronson and Rag and Bone and even Marc Jacobs declared himself sick of "seeing young girls wearing black and studs" (I could kiss his feet for saying this).

Perhaps the most surprising and reassuring evidence of the new mood was Alexander Wang's evolution. The main force behind the trend of all things ripped and studded, he finally proved himself in my eyes as having longevity with his line up of jocky models. Keeping hold of his burgeoning sporty trademark with an American Football theme, Wang opted for a softer colour scheme, swapping his previous love of head to toe gunmetal tones for beige and off-white greys and even a little pastel.

One thing seems to be clear; the 80s revival has finally come to an end. With any luck we can hold off referencing shoulder pads and neons for the foreseeable future. The fact that fashion is in danger of recycling a decade for a longer period of time than it initially existed for is too ironically bittersweet. Though touches of the 1990s have been creeping through over the past couple of seasons, it seems now, at the dawn of a new decade that the minimal silhouettes and simple block colours favoured almost twenty years ago are to be fully embraced. Proof came from the perfectly simple peach creations at Donna Karan and the Preen collection which I thought at some moments was subtely reminiscent of Phoebe Philo at Chloe.

Rodarte's dresses were breathtaking and though I was initally of the view that Kate and Laura Mulleavy could have done more to expand the brand's style, I'm won over by the stunning tie dye and sequin combinations which force me to take back anything I may ever have said about either of the details. A hit with the Fashion editors, I guess that the pair's designs will become editorial favourites and a preferred red carpet choice.

I imagine the desks of Jack and Lazarro at Proenza Schouler to have had stacks of books containing underwater illustrations. At Proenza the hair paid homage to the emerging trend of zany-dye colours and was perfection; though perhaps not in the technical sense with models alternating between irregular dipped ends, in tinges of silvered purple, metallic green or copper. A number of skirt and top combinations were equally distinctive of both electric coloured seacreatures and their inquisitive human scuba investigators. This was in the form of stretchy marine blue tops, almost akin to wetsuit texture (curiously appealing) and the textured skirts which in any other line up could be mistaken for tribal, but here were unmistakably fishy..

Either way, the collection was typically Proenza Schouler in it's shape; a formula of flawless minidresses and foolproof hemlines.The metallic colours were suitably un-bling, instead fresh, youthful -as original as ever especially when injected with the rest of the colour pallete which was darker than your average spring scheme.

just to say..

ms sevigny at the purple magazine party at the standard hotel, nyc.

lest we forget..

what a gloriously sunny day it has been.
these days in england summer pretty much comes in first two weeks of september.
we should grow accustomed to this and expect nothing else. rather than whinging about the climate as we always do.
so to celebrate the fine, fine day, some snaps of isabelle mcnally.
here's to the changing of seasons. i can smell autumn in the air, even if the sun hasn't quite caught on yet.

skullset (RIP)