BRB.

I still don't know what I'm taking.

I am off, admittedly on a whim, to my favourite place, for the week. I am confident that I shall return, laden with inspo and a new outlook with regards to this blog. Soz for the nee-glect. Have been posting regularly-ish on tumblr so if you can't deal with my absence head over there.

Peace out, A-town.

x

*for any new readers / if you just didn't get it / don't know; my favourite place is London.

manchester musings.

I’m on my way home from a delightful few days in Manchester.

I can't believe I've been so oblivious to the city's fashionable offerings. Why is Newcastle so renowned for its shopping appeal? It ain't got nutin' on Manc. However, there is as essence of unattractiveness about the place. A male associate of mine says the whole place smells like vomit. That's an exaggeration, its not that bad but it is kanny trampy so I'll give him that. Don't be put off though, you soon get over that with the selection of shops that await you.

The first massive error of my trip was discovering that Urban Outfitters stock my beloved tba. How come I did not know this!? That's embarrassing. Not going to lie, I prefer Manchester's Market St version to the over-hyped Oxford St store. I won't bore you with the luxuries I wish were so much more accessible to me as we'd be here forever.

The second and third- Hello American Apparell, Hello Fred Perry. If only my funds would stretch to such high places.

I take back the hatred for the high street I expressed in my previous post. I don’t know if its me and that I’m bored of Northumberland St but the high street has somehow been reaquainted with its appeal.

I picked up this goodybag of treats......

Then there’s the vintage shops and boutiques. I only had the time and the tolerance for the thunder and lightning to check out two- COW on Piccadilly Gardens and POP boutique on Oldham St.

Cow is my favourite of the two but for the boy, check Pop. That same male associate who so tastefully describes the city as 'vomit infested', purchased this beaut of a Harrington Jacket in blue. Abs snip at 25£.

We seen a Fred Perry superior in Sarah Coggles, York, last winter but the 150£ price tag did not bode well with our student lifestyles. But this one suffices. I lav it and the check lining is a bit sexy too.

All in all, I was pleasantly suprised at what Manchester greeted me with in terms of retail thearpy. That is without even stepping foot in Northern Quarter and URBIS- vintage havens apparantly.

It has to be said that I’m in a state of confusion. London or Manchester?
Manchester is not as crazy, but London is the one.

Alas, I will have to return to help me come closer to that decision.

http://wearecow.blogspot.com/
http://www.pop-boutique.com/

LONDON CALLING

I have just returned from the best week in the Capital city. I only went for pure crack and the chance to maybe catch Wimbledon.

In between drooling along Carnaby street at all the vintage prettiness my funds couldn't stretch to, courtesy of my best mate who works for the people behind CLOTHES SHOW LONDON, I was a (very privelaged) dresser back stage for stylist Alexis Knox.

I ended up drinking white wine spritzers with Dave Berry, rubbing shoulders with Paloma Faith and getting up close and personal with MY Brazillian male model; Roderigo Dentist to be precise. You may recognise him from that infamous nekkid Walker's advert.

Lovely, lovely man. Not to mention hot hot hot. As was his mate Raphael or "you can call me Raph". Infact this went for everyone I met, not even one exception. It was very 'babe' this and 'darling' that. Not going to lie, I loved it. The emphasis was on having the best time and we did exactly that.

A few sneaky peeks behind the scenes..

Make up by Benefit

So many shoes

Inspired by Emma Bell

Inspired by Emma Bell

 Whistle for a hottie.  

Milano

I did not want to leave the fashion frivolities behind. I can't wait to set-up camp there.

London will call again. I'm sure of it.

x