Saturday, 22 January 2011


It seems that these bad boys have (literally) been creeping their way into our lives for the past few months. I have to say I am a fan. I caught my first sight of the marmite-esque item back in June 2010 when I was dressing backstage at clothes show London. One of the stylist's many pair of  helping hands, sported the same black pair every other day that week. I was intrigued by them. Literally couldn't take my eyes off them. First impressions conjured up images of those shoes the hospital force you to wear for foot fatalities. Plus memories of my sixteen year old, I love My Chemical Romance, emo phase. Not a good mix. That was dimnished when she teamed them with a simple, sheer-y jumpsuit. They were platforms but flat. How does that even work.

TUK - original creepers
Derek Lam

 Cacharel for opening ceremony

 Doc Martens

However, I do I think the high-street will be reluctant to jump on this bandwagon. A guarenteed case of better late than never.

Fashion innovation at its best. Fashion can be so so disposable. I am as guilty as the next person; if I had three wishes one would sort me out a disposable wardrobe. It is so refreshing to be overwhelmed with pure originality. For a change.

Friday, 21 January 2011

yum yums.

I am increasingly becoming obsessed with doc martens. Do I, don't I? It's the question of whether they will look hot to trot or transform me into a lesbian.The short hair doesn't help my case.

Boots and shoes aside. The quintessentially British brand have only gone and extended their portfolio to the bag department; a marker of their 50th anniversary.

Highly covetable and incredibly collectable with only a measely 350 being released worldwide.
Boohoo. They should def take this mainstream.

The cherry red would be my pick.

Thank you all so much to those who have voted for me in the ELLE intern competition. I am fifth according to today's counts. One week today and I'll stop blagging your heads about it. But until then please please please please pleeeaaase keep spreading the word, to literally everyone. I am etenrally grateful, it is just the sort of break I need. 

To show my appreciation for your overall support in my blog etc., I am in the process of organising a giveway so watch this space. It should be sorted mid-week. If I get my arse in gear. 

Monday, 17 January 2011

cape cod kwassa.

^^ what does that even mean? Who knows but my seventeen year old self was a massive fan of Vampire Weekend, what with them being dead indie.

Exams are done doe.

I need to actually start making an effort to post regularly again. Everything gets a bit crazy at the beginning of term but I am back on it so will try my best.

I know I'm about three months behind with the cape trend and to be honest I persisted I would never cave but I couldn't resist this at a snip of £20. I maintain that they do make you look like you're wearing a blanket / tent. But it's a warm one. And I think it looks pretty alreeet. And obviously, no outfit is complete without a peeping collar.

Cape Cardi, Jeans: TOPSHOP, Shirt: Camden Market, Loafers: M&S

For those of you who commented on how lush this shirt is (here), lucky for you TOPSHOP have provided. Copy me here.

And OH, have you seen their lookbook for 'GRADUATION'? I need to compile a wish list asap, I cannit keep up. Too many beautiful things.

On another note; thank you all so so much for voting for me. I am currently fourth. EEEK.
Keep spreading the word by 'PICKING ME' HERE. Tell all your bro's and hoe's.

I am praying to god I get it.