28 February 2012

Polka dots, tigers and feathers: oh my!

I am as pear shaped as they come: my top half right now is about a size 10 but I often struggle to get into size 16 trousers - in fact I struggle to get into trousers full stop - and anything that involves fitting at the hips and waist: forget it. It ain't going near me. So pencils skirts have always been one of those no-no items. Those that fit at the waist laugh at my hips and those that fit at the hips are empty from the hip bones up. So when I first spied this I thought "no chance"...

skirt: H&M £14.99
But. The genius of this skirt is in the fact that it's thick jersey. So it's thick enough to contain my thigh-age (ish) but stretchy enough to hold onto my contours. Plus, it's dotty! And comes with a cute skinny belt (which, you guessed, was too big on the waist! I had to attack it with scissors before work). And it's so 50s lady pin up. I love it.

Prior to getting this pic, Mr Scribbler was mooching about and I like to do my pics in peace (I just feel like a bit of a dick doing it) and, when I asked him politely to 'shoo', he tanked backwards into a bookcase. As you would imagine, I was deeply sympathetic...

Tee hee.

At this point, I imagine you're a) wondering what the fuck my shoes are all about and b) thinking "ah, there are the feathers mentioned in the blog title". It's all in the detail. Here's what they're all about.
Electric blue satin shoe boots with chunky heel and platform, peep toe, mesh sides and marabou feathers running down the front and across the toes. They definitely fall into the so wrong they're...well, you make up your own mind whether you think they're right or not! I think they're, as my work buddy put it, ridiculous. But in a good way. And here's the killer. They were 6 quid in the Primark sale. I think they're worth their weight in Fools Gold.

They're a trashy delight! Maybe I shall describe them as electro-disco-boudoir. Really though, how could you fail to be happy with these on your feet?

And so to the tigers. If the shoes are electro-disco-boudoir, then the jumper is casual Versace-esque faux baroque. I saw this jumper ages before it came into Topshop. Needless to say, trying to track down any info on it through Topshop was like pulling off my own nails. However, I couldn't resist it's tigery tack and knew it had to be mine. I could only find it in the petite section but figured it could hover at waist height and, actually, it isn't that petite at all anyway. Grrr! Have a lovely evening x

22 February 2012

A Brit of excitement makes things something of a Blur...

Yesterday was a great day. It was pancake day (I love pancakes and am the meanest tosser going. Fnar) and it was the Brit awards. Most years I mean to catch the Brits then don't but this year it was penned (not pencilled, penned) in my diary for ages in advance, on account of the fact that Blur were playing! Squee! I LOVE Blur. I'm that 90s kid who never moved on and still loves Blur.

As a teenager, my bedroom was a riot of indie band posters - Blur filled one wall, Oasis the other (I've always been indecisive) and the middle was a mish mash of the Charlatans, Ocean Colour Scene, Shed 7, Supergrass and whoever else I was feeling at the time. And I'm just not over it. These days it might be photos of friends and family on my walls and the odd nice picture, rather than posters and articles ripped from the pages of Big, Smash Hits, NME and Melody Maker but, oh those boys and their guitars are still in my heart. When Blur reformed for gigs back in 2009 I thought I might actually burst - especially when nearly all of them clashed with my hen do, wedding and honeymoon. Gutted. I managed the Newcastle gig two days before the wedding (and the day Michael Jackson died) and it was just amazing. So, post Brits I am hoping desperately that they tour again. What can I say?

Anyway, by the time I got to pancake flipping (like a pro. Did I mention that I toss like a badass?) and Brits watching I was in my pjs but here's what I wore earlier that day:

Dress: Tesco, Cardi: Asda, Belt and necklace: Accessorize, shoes Primark
 I hadn't realised til I came to write this that I was dressed as a trolly dash. I bloody love this Asda cardi though cause I've never seen anyone in the same, it has cute flower detailing on the buttons and it looks vintage. No-one has ever suspected it for a supermarket purchase. And now you know my secret.

My sister gave me this wee fella for my birthday
Here are the shoes (cause it's what I iz about, innit?). They were £6 in Primark's sale. I do enjoy a bit of orange and on a brogue it's freakin' awesome. And on that note, I bid you goodnight.

21 February 2012

I'm back v LFW - this stuff looks goooood!

Hello. How's things? I've been away so long, busy, la, la, flah, flah excuses. Now that's done, and I hope you guys are well! I'm good - actually I have a super scabby knee [fell down some steps] and a manky throat but I have plenty to be happy about too - why sweat the small stuff?! - and have, as many folk will, been getting a wee bit excited about all the fashion week shizzle that's going down right now in London town.

When it comes to shit as serious as fashion week I should point out that, for me, it's not mega serious. I LOVE catching some of the shows and poring over the pics and, as a part high street shopper, it's unavoidable that I will be influenced by the trends that filter down etc. That said, I am not and never have been a slave to the trend and am happy to forge my own path, picking and choosing the right bits of trends for me. But, yeah, I love the shows! And yesterday was a biggie! So I thought, for your viewing pleasure should you care, (and for my own amusement frankly!) I'd make some super swizzy collages of some of my favourite stuff from some of my favourite shows (that I've actually seen bits of - don't judge me for being all big name - I'm short on time).

I always get my excited on when it comes to Erdem. And when I enjoy a designer, I always worry before the show that I won't like their new season stuff. Which, of course, would be a body blow to the designers, seeing as I am their absolute target market and probably in the upper eschelons of the 'best customer' ranks. With my spare millions. Sometimes I use 50 pound notes in lieu of post it notes just for fun. They don't stick too well but man do they feel extravagant. Anyway, Erdem can rest easy because I LOVED his show! Go Erdem! Plenty flowers for Llara and I adore the colour palette of sumptuous jewel tones with bright pops of pink and lime here and there. Divine! If I could have one piece, it would be the dress on the top right - beautiful. If I was all slinky of hip and could have another piece I think it would be the dress top row, second from left. It's just so pri-teee!

 Christopher Kane

 I like Christopher Kane. Him. Whenever I read stuff, he sounds like a dead hardworking and lovely fella. Give me that over some pompous diva any day. Anyway, this is purely superficial and it's about the clothes. I like slightly less here than I did at Erdem but, again, I have to nod to the gorgeous rich colour palette of purples (including a lilac carpet. Nice), broken up with bright violent shots of red here and there. Beautiful. It's all pretty sexy with the leather (I think it's leather) and lace (we used to have a sex shop up the road called leather and lace. They changed the name to "Fem 2 Dom". For real. They had another branch too which is now re-branded as "Adult Conceptions". I think there's a "least sexy sex shop name" award in there somewhere) and has an amazing rock 'n' roll vibe. I love the dress on the right and I'm a fan of the sloppy jumper flung over it on the left. Love a good jumper!


 I always feel a bit like I shouldn't like Burberry - it's so polished, blow dried and glossy - but I really kinda do. And not just because I wish I looked like Rosie HW or Cara D. Here's what I loved about their AW12 show:

* Owls. Owls emblazoned on t-shirts and jumpers. I'm all for a bit of cute in high fashion!

* Bows. On every waist! Thick belts over coats and skirts with chunky cute bows and skinny belts tied into bows. Bows are GOOD people, very good.

* Stripes - stripey tees, stripey slouchy skirts - love 'em all.

* Coats. These guys are pretty much the king of the coat anyway (arise sir Christopher, lord of coats. Downgraded from king to lord already, eh?) but this season encompassed so many looks: the trench (obvs), cropped little jackets, military style, gorgeous draped waterfall fronts and a beautiful knitted stole. With a bow. And the puffa. Yup, the puffa. When I started seeing tweets from people declaring that we'd fall for the puffa this season, I had a low down chuckle. However, when I saw 'the puffa' (top right), I must admit I swayed. The thing looks like an amazing petrol stained beetle-tastic piece of sleeping bag-esque warmth! This ain't no 'team with a scrunchie and get down to Iceland' affair. Still, I don't reckon 2012 will be the year I embrace the puff. You?
And finally - if you're gonna talk Burberry, it's only right that you have a quick perv at Eddie Redmayne. Hubba, hubba, swoon! You are welcome!