Bring Me The Head Of Paul McCartney

so been listening to quite a bit of The Brian Jonestown Massacre of late.
I think that will be mostly down to my pal Sammy's influence, bringing them to my attention again; he made me the most perfect playlist a few months back and haven't been able to stop listening to it since.  he is my music man literally.
it actually shocks me how well he knows my musical penchant.
anyway.
my particular fave BJM song is the one below and I must say so pleasantly titled:
Bring Me The Head Of Paul McCartney On Heather Mill's Wooden Peg.
don't love the video but the song is good.  so deal with it.
of course listening to all this Brian Jonestown has made me want to re-visit Ondi Timoner's, 2004, mental docu-mess of a film about them and the Dandy Warhols, DIG!
Apparently Empire magazine described it as, wanky but not far wrong, "the perfect parable of the 1990's music industry."  the film is compiled from some seven years of footage, or something and it charts the rise and falls of the two aforementioned bands and their very different careers.
trailer for DIG!

and with this whole 90's revial thing being pretty big right now or something thought I'd give it a little watch.  I have it on DVD so if anyone wants to join me I'd be most obliged...
but bring cheese cake.  please.

controversial saturday night times.

favourite past time #1
being thrown out of clubs by girls that can't dj and are throwing their weight around, literally.
must suck being fat and bad at mixing. 
apparently it was her club night as well.  i'm a little embarrassed for her.  as well as being thoroughly offended by the mixing, sorry i mean, gappy fade up fade down from one record to another, it was the song choices which really iced the cake.  it was like being at a boring club night in 2007, i mean the whole 'indie/ nu-rave scene' was over as soon as it started anyway, let alone it still being thrust upon you 3 years later.  How can one play The Gossip - Standing In The Way Of Control and Hot Chip - Over And Over, with a straight face on a Saturday night.  jeez both these bands have had, below average, new albums since.  and no she wasn't being 'ironic'.  move along.
anyway she didn't take kindly to me telling her she should 'learn how to mix'.

surprisingly there were actually two redeeming things about the night.
one was me dancing and shouting along so mentally to Le Tigre - Deceptacon that an odd looking boy tentatively approached me to ask if i liked 'riot girl' 'girl core' bands (i must have really been going for it.  cringe.)  and with my over zealous nod *yes* thrust me a cd, all sweaty in its limp card board jacket.  none the less on a little listen the next day turns out to be a pretty rad.  win. 


shopping for jokes. girls night style.  oh dear.  Alices birthday times.  sorry that girl couldn't mix and i had to leave.xx

seems un fine.

effortless and lovely. Manuela Dack. LFW.

This girl has created, as far as i am concerned my perfect jacket, taken from her AW10 collection and re-presented for LFW SS11.  
hard and soft.  leather and chiffon.  could be awful.  it's not.
Manuela Dack has a genuine eye for all things lovely, a talent for creating beautiful but wearable garments and an asethic and mood that can only inspire.  Finding beauty in strange things and strangeness in beauty.
I've been following her blog the Silver Cleaver for some time now, a personal yet not alienating platform of ideas, a living breathing scrap book, a beautifully considered compilation of inspirations, aspirations, style and, lest i say it again, loveliness.  
Elena Tells and I popped down to her low key but none the less considered, LFW SS11 presentation last week and were not disappointed; felt like I was standing in one of her blog posts can only commend how her genuine aesthetic has transcended into every aspect of her brand and collection.
 you can't really tell from this picture but all the jackets were suspended from the ceiling and encased in perspex.  a play on the hard on soft qualities.  the sheer and the opaque.  
Also the nude beige one in the front had gorgeous crystal detailing on the shoulders encased under a layer of chiffon. 
*sigh* just something else for the want need list.

that girl from the party.







































i've recently been made aware in certain circles i'm known only as 'that girl from the party'.  i'll make no further comment as to why.   seems fine.

('that girl from the party' - mixed media illustration - steal it and i will cut you)

go go go

love the naughty chic look book pictures. ALOT. pretty girls. attitude. gold.
a little bit trashy.  but heck that's why it is a little bit good.
(we all know i cant be trusted with anything precious)
previously only available to buy in toppers.
this guy has just launched his very own online shop via his website.
apparently each month a different fashion insider shaped person will be taking over the selection and picking their favourite bits from the range which is a nice little interactive personal touch.
so i thought i would pick my faves too.  on the want need list.


quite want to layer up these two bad boys over a super slouchy sweater teamed with super skinnys (black of course) wedge shoe boots, a messy top knot and massive eye flicks.  autumn winter work look.  done.

seems fine.

woodland walk times.

Epping forest.  Leyton flats.
So a nice but somewhat disappointing breakfast out in E5 was the foundation for a day of woodland walking times.  I was as usual over-dressed for the occasion in ridiculous shoes, but at least they were wooden wedges - fitting almost - if it were not for the walking, in a woods, bit.
 The reason for this jaunt to the country was a location reckie for a pal's forthcoming shoot.  
It was a rather civilised way to spend an afternoon. We went on a thorough explore, off the track, all through the trees and over ditches.
Although I couldn't help but notice whilst 'off the track' as it were, that the area is seemingly a hot 'dogging' spot.  No pun intended, of course.  
Lone, seedy looking men of all shapes and sizes walking in and out of the undergrowth looking rather conspicuous, yet I'm sure in their minds, the epitome of nonchalant.  To the piles of discarded wrappers littered around - well you gotta give them a little credit, at least they're being safe.  
Quite a creepy experience, innocently being caught in the midst of it all; the stunning woodland marred somewhat on the realisation its a venue to this casual weekend boys club.
That aside, and avoiding the undergrowth, I got the impression its perfect for the shoot.  
so.  seems fine.

You can watch a video of the escapades on my pal's blog.  It's quite funny.  And I hasten to add the mac coordination was complete coincidence by the way. 


Mode en Module. SS11.


popped down to On|Off this LFW SS11 out of curiosity but mostly to go and have a look at, MEM, Mode en Module.  having been closely following the duos accessory and jewellery based creations for a while now so I was tres excited to see the new pieces.  they definitely did not disappoint.  you can't really tell from my poor snaps so please do, look at the collections on their beautiful website and see for your self. 



MEM SS11 look book - lo-fi but too cute.
loose pictures in a brown envelope.  simple loveliness.

www.modeenmodule.com

sunday casual times #2

















after a seriously miserable attempt at cake making, so miserable i have no pictures or for that matter words on the affair, the pals and i resigned ourselves to a game of scrabble and lot's of cups of tea.  it was all going quite well until the, i need to get rid of all my letters now, panic of the last round set in.  as you can see it got a little silly.
personal favourite words were atone and trash. 

time for tea #2

saw all these today on a stall whilst out and about in Camden.  
thought they were a cheery bunch indeed.  seems fine.

out and about. e5.

this intrigues me.
firstly the prospect of this art space.
secondly the choice graffiti.  

your eyes lie.

seems fine.
'your eyes lie' - ink on paper - steal it and i will cut you


primary times.

turned up to see the pals at number 6 and for some reason they were all wearing red and blue.  but I was too.  so we took some dumb pictures on Becky's camera.
coincidental.  accidental. colour coordination.

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sunday casual times

last Sunday and a week today ago my pal and I went to the Natural History Museum to look at the Dinosaurs.  we were having a little walk through Hyde Park making the most of the early September warmth, when we spotted an absolutely huge burl gracing the arm of one of the trees.  not being able to resist a photo opportunity the lovely Becky snapped me looking like a goof under it.  seems fine.  I also really liked my spotty tights that day.
photographed by Becky
shopping for jokes under the burl.

because being a dickhead is cool. or something. pt.2

after watching yesterday's explosion of, being a dickhead's cool, i literally went on an absolute youtube click-athon linking from video to video.  i had no idea this kind of social and sartorial commentary even existed, let alone such a comprehensive collection of reactions to alternative subcultures, in all its glory, or not should i say.  the content is all there from hipsters, scenesters, emos to the indie kids, unfortunately mostly trans Atlantic commentary but it'll do:  from the very well observed footage and the absolute joke shoppers to the quite worryingly serious video attempts.  it was completely absorbing and weirdly surreal. basically now i know exactly what music to listen to, how to dance, what to wear and how style my hair, all courtesy of some little nibbler 'upstate'. yeah cheers love. 

found this subtly jokes treat called Obscure and Pretentious.  
i like it because i know so many real life music boys like this.  
strangely attractive idiots.
 


being a dickhead's cool. or something.

'basically i'm a part time blogger.'

'taking pictures on London Fields
up on the blog so everyone knows
were having new age fun, with a vintage feel'


 

yeah. 
its too funny. its too true. and it's a little too close to home.

think the best thing about the video is the comments.
cringing-ly interesting. 
i worry though i am only at liberty to tentatively enjoy this funny backlash.  either way it reminded me of a song that came out a few years ago, not too dis-similar but only mocking the music scene instead.  a retaliation to the nu-rave jokes times of 2007. 
LDN Is A Victim.  and so were we.
'stop being a dickhead, what you being a dickhead for'

'stupid people think its cool. smart people think its a joke; also cool.'

satire. seems fine.

time for tea...

or gin punch in tea cups.
there was way too many gorgeous people wearing good clothes surrounded by even more gorgeous clothes in the Moschino boutique to even think about commenting on this night sartorially.
Such fun though, with a pretty looking boy mixing tunes on the decks, to the gorgeous shop girls decked out in trademark red lippy and what not, whilst of course not forgetting the main event: lots of posing in the interactive shop window whilst dressed up in key props from the AW collection. loved the black cowboy hats and gold clip on earrings.
but mostly, I did just quite like the nonchalance of the en masse tea cup carnage, the aftermath of the most stylish mad hatters tea party in town.

how many camel for your daughter?

So apparently camel is pretty big for fall. 
Tan.  Camel.  Beige.  Minimal. The trends and colours we should be wearing in this years coming cold times.
I wasn't sure how I thought about all this, I won't lie, well it's all a little 'beige' isn't it.
But then I realised after taking the above accidental floor shot with le camera that the pals and I are all actually sporting quite a bit of afformentioned already. Seems fine. 
On this note I thought I'd share my favourite tan things in my possession at the moment.  And aside from the fact they are tan and so OTM they are pretty good transeasonal winners:
My new Primark brogues, I've had a ridiculous number of compliments on how nice they are - considering I usually resent buying non leather shoes mainly due to comfort but mostly because I can't stand how cheap they look - I am pleasantly surprised by the response.
My now somewhat aged, not quite vintage but I want to say it anyway, Topshop leather bomber jacket, its so grubby and soft now but that's all in its charm.
 With all this tan love taken into account, the camel trend is taking me a little longer to warm too,'camel', well I don't know why really.  It's not even the naff 70's associations, if anything that's a redeeming quality.  It just really conjures up funny images for me, mostly of actual camels, I must admit. But hey.
That was until I saw this, camel boyfriend coat from Topshop, I fell in love.  Camel where have you been winters past.  Although I'm fearing a sold out type scenario by next pay day. uh oh's. So probably no camel boyfriend coat for me. no boyfriend either.  It's all going so well.  Absolutely brilliant.
Boyfriend Camel Coat Topshop £95
loveliness.
 

pretty, gothic.



stumbled upon this gem on a number of different blog sights. all the other girls have been talking about them for quite some time now.  how did i not know of this sooner.  trying to track down where I can actually get one.  it seems pretty sold out and old news though.  which is un fine.

snakeskin styling overkill?

The look in question are my gorgeous vintage Russell & Bromley real snakeskin courts teamed with snakeskin socks. 
It is probably a bit much but I quite like how it is a kind of jokey combination.  Fuck double denim we're talking double snakeskin here.  They are quite a serious, grown up type shoe for me and wanted to inject some goofiness.  Seems fine.
The shoes come courtesy of the mother bear, she was clearing the wardrobe and came across these lovelies. 
I was quick to snap them up of course.  Way back when, she was once a Russell & Bromley shop girl, wishing she had more swag too show for it though considering we are ditto size. 
Gave the shoes a little t l c, a re-heel and what not, the leather soles will need to be done at some point too, when the funds allow.
I know its a bit much but I just couldn't help but team the shoes with nude snake skin socks.  The socks in question were once actually tights but not being a massive wearer of patterned tights, thought I'd give them a new lease of life.  Find patterned tights, especially in light colours, are not the most flattering on anything but stick legs, which *sigh* I am not blessed with.  

Talking of actual snakeskin overkill look too Couture Maison Martin Margiela and the Artisanal line for AW10.
MMM Haute Couture AW2010 photo by Emmanuel Sarnin



Had a little try on with the black sheer polka dot and the grey wool ankle socks too, for a more standard affair of the heart.
Anyway have decided they are a winning sock shoe, shame now that the warm is over.  Time to invest in some knee highs me thinks, especially with the sanctioning of MMM on the snakeskin for winter...

last night.

Gezoontheit. New club night.
I'll be honest, last night should have been, way, better.  Absolute shame.  Complete lo-fi brilliance from the flyers to the venue and line-up.  Pretty good bands in the form of Flats and
The Caulfield Beats
both tipped for bigger things, should have pulled in a crowd on their own names. 
But apparently no one goes to gigs anymore.  Well not for £5 or to venues which are usually cafes in strange warehouses.
Launch night disappointment but hoping not dishearten-ment.  Exciting to see something different.  Made a change from the usual East London wank I experience far too often.  It is all too easy too put on a bill you know will pull the people in for the sake of pulling people in.  Admire the risk these guys are taking.  Thought the night had charm, fingers crossed on the next one.

club night blog

the bands 

a casual afternoon with Alice.

So look what a casual afternoon with Alice turned into.
My pal Alice has developed a love for nails.  And crazily taught herself how to do it.  Who needs nail school.  Okay it did take bordering on 5 hours but I don't think the bottle of wine, countless cigerettes and snack breaks helped.  But this was the first full set of acylics she'd ever applied and then we had to decide how to paint them.  As you can see, we couldn't decide on one design.  And so it looks like a 5 year olds birthday party ran into a hen party and then all threw up on them.
IN A GOOD WAY OF COURSE.  
Thank you Alice I LOVE them.
She has just started her nail blog 
love the name and  you can check out her day job, beautiful clothes.

I do feel a little ghetto fabulous but hey, there is a first time for everything.  And everyones geting mental nails these days anyway.

the absolute inspiration.

seems totally fine.

this was carnival.

carnival bunting.  blowing about all casual.  waving goodbye to august.  so pretty.  i'm such a big bunting fan.