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.

so the pals and I could still channel our unintentionally goth look but not necessarily wear black or Givenchy.  this could be an investment tee i feel. and it's pretty funny.

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...

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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

http://stopstartblog.com/gezoontheit

the bands 

http://www.myspace.com/flatsofcourse

http://www.myspace.com/thecaulfieldbeats

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 

http://peachykeenstyleblog.blogspot.com/

love the name and  you can check out her day job, beautiful clothes.

http://alicemccolm.co.uk/

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

http://wahnails.com/  

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.  

nice things for ears.

August was good but strange. felt all over the place like the weather. made a little playlist.  

nice things for ears. august edition.  

some old.  some new.  mostly kinda lo-fi.  mostly good.


click le link below if you want and if you have spotify privileges.

a u g u s t 


1.   Desert Fun - The Mayfair Set                            
2.   Neon Jesus - Crocodiles                             
3.   Bring Me The Head Of Paul McCartney - BrianJonesTownMasacre
4.   Angela - Jarvis Cocker
5.   Ruins - O Children
6.   Echoes - The Rapture
7.   Into The Heart - Mirrors
8.   Last Light - Converge
9.   Sarah83 - Harrys Gym
10.  For Those Who Swung Hips - Tired Irie
11.  Don't Be Gone For Long - Callum Read And The Books
12.  Were So Cool - Au Pairs
13.  Bela Lugosi's Dead - Bauhaus
14.  Ambulance vs. Ambulance - Blood Brothers

summer rags.

well bored of the summer rags now.  but seems fine. 

vince.

its right fucking here. yeah.

we wear a lot of black or something

we like wearing black to look like goths.  not to look slimmer.

park times

The occassion, celebrating pals birthdays with Pimms, homemade scones and cucumber sandwiches.

The setting, already far more civilised than the usual park times and the 3 C’s, cider, crisps and cigarettes in London Fields. Blankets laid out upon one of the grassy verges in the beautiful Rose Gardens in Regents park. Surrounded by roses, named all lovely, romantic, strange things.

A civilised time was being had by all.  That was until a suggestion, we move out onto the green with the intention of some group fun, Rounders and Frisbee.

And admittedly being the heels in the park kind of girl I am, I was worried.  A chunky wedge platform heeled type shoe, mind.  Even so this presented me a problem that I dont usually incur, because playing sports in the park hasn't been on the agenda since those pre-teen, organised, wholesome fun, family imposed times.

But luckily organised games require organisation and so in the lazy late afternoon sun what we actually ended up playing wasn't sports at all it was a homage to playground days and innocence in the form of leap frog and the okey kokey.

I was of course bare foot, must I hasten to add.

A group of 20somethings playing party games a strange sight to behold I’m sure, but surprisingly brilliant fun, its always the stupid silly things right?

pretty.

lovely but inpractical. seems fine.

i want a nice house to put flowers on the steps of. so pretty.

 read a nice article about aspirations such as these in the Evening Standard yesterday, 23rd August, 2010.http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/lifestyle/article-23869885-how-the-age-of-the-grown-up-is-now-taking-centre-stage.do

quite thoughtful. and quite true i thought.

[[[ALLWORK]]]

 

 
a usual saturday afternoon gallery jaunt is not often inviting by it's hosts, generally bordering on pretention rather than welcoming with open arms. So i was pleasantly suprised by my reception to [[[ALLWORK]]]. An impromptue exhibition in a house,  curated around the living space of four boys, by one of said boys and his pal.  


pleasantly surprising. and seems fine.  


thoughtful pieces selected to suit the home surroundings.  The work, not familiar but not out of place, yet still arresting enough to draw you in and forget the face. Previwing these pieces out of sorts to the gallery norm.

some lines on paper

i'll cry you a river... you probably won't care.

by me today.xx

what happened to our times.

 This is about me and you not being me and you anymore.

another weekend. another field.

This weekend saw me and Jo King at another field based music event. Little London Fields Festival.

Like a normal Saturday in London Fields but with louder music and more wankers.

Jo King and I may have discovered a new favourite beverage. Cherry Cider. Being ridiculously partial to cheap cider anyway, usually of the strongbow variety, this little discovery made the day for us.

Cider for girls.

We started on cans and on deciding it was a hit we purchased bottles of the sticky toxic red stuff. At £1.29 for a can and £2.29 for the bottle. It would be silly not too.

Also this was nice. Can grave yard outside of the loo queue. Qualitly Drinking.

Our day was peppered with sunny spells and showers. Huddled under trees with stolen umbrellas. Bad dancing to UK Garage circa 2001.

Also my new favourite band Mirrors headlined the 'main stage'.

The track Into the Heart is a big fave and you can check them out here.

F i e l d D a y T i m e s

shopping for jokes at field day: denim shorts, stripey tees and fake raybans. coincidental, accidental outfit coordination. seems fine.