I can see me in your eyes...

So I'm currently in London visiting friends and family and forgot my own computer, the one that reads my SD card and has my whole life on it, d'oh!

Having lots of fun and taking copious amounts of pictures that I will upload and let you casually browse through when I return home :)

Hitting the sales on Monday so we shall see what I return with (clothing) and what I lose (my dignity and probably all funds to maintain any sort of livelihood)

In the mean time I leave you with some candy for the ears and some love for your heart.

xxx

And it was all yellow.

I do not think i will ever get over this picture of Dree Hemingway.

Not only does her body look A.M.A.Z.I.N.G but she has the executed the exact colour pallet I have been coveting for our impending summer (I say summer, I mean the four days of +20 degrees we will receive, resulting in the whole country running for BBQ's and flipflops)

Dree wore this Valentino number way back in May and smacked it, referencing bodycon, neon, nude, camel AND chiffon; should've been a car crash really but it worked like a dream.

fashion forward; eat your heart out!

I think the neon train gives the dress that je ne sais quoi... like a whimsical tail of sorts.

As for Myself, obviously I would don it for casual picnics in the park and what not.. don't think people wear nearly enough bridal inspired attire during every day life.

Merry Christmas

Hope you're having a wonderful day with your nearest and dearest

xxx

Sartorial Heaven

Just a few snaps i fell in love with whilst browsing through THE SARTORIALIST blog.

Every picture on that blog makes me swoon, but these really stuck out. I love chic, effortless dressing.

The little details; be it a trouser length, a sleeve detail or even the way in which the colours compliment one another.

Exquisite.

Pictures via http://www.thesartorialist.blogspot.com/

And the love kick starts again...

My friend Elliot (of Example fame) came to Newcastle last week and after his gig we all went out.

They had to get on their tour bus at 2am but we were having so much fun that they decided to push it back until 3....this then resulted in an impromtu proposal from myself, that Elliot and his whole band crash at my pad and my friend Rachelle and I would drive them to Glasgow in the morning, where there gig was.

Now we all say things when we're drunk that seem like the best idea in the world but no one ever really expects them to come off, this one did.

Needless to say we didn't get to sleep until 8am and although I was up and ready (but probably still over the legal limit to be able to navigate a vehicle) the show was cancelled due to adverse weather conditions.

Poached egg sandwiches ensued and I dropped them at the train station instead of Glasgow.

Note to self: Must not remove lucky rabbits foot from ones butt.

The Kooples

Yvette and Eric

Gemma and Robert

Sam and Emica

Anna and Lars

Manon and Xavier

Whilst in the mood of impossibly cool couples, French clothing brand ' The Kooples' feature's real life beautiful, effortless couples in their new advertising campaign.

The brand is quintessentially French and showcases absolutely perfect tailoring, female androgynous looks and a chicness that only the French can do so well.

J'taime.

check it out http://www.thekooples.com/

Mad about the Muhl...

I have the biggest girl crush on Kemp Muhl. Not only is she an exquisite model/musician she is also one half of the achingly cool couple that is herself and John Lennons son, Sean.

She has a devil may care attitude that makes her intriguing, a sick name and shares my affinity for head dresses so wins all round!

Also love how she sometimes looks like a slutty 90's throw back who got dressed in the dark.

Dear santa...

I don't even mind if he isn't wrapped. Infact that would save me the time. Thanks.

A picture speaks a thousand words

Two of the reasons why I'm so blessed.

Only by the night...

As my friend and I are both studying fashion/ photography/ writing type subjects we often have spontaneous photo sessions involving concepts we have been fantasising about and outfits you want to wear all the time but don't because it would a) be socially unacceptable and b) just plain unpractical.

This was one such instance. It involved sneaking around a grave yard at 11pm whilst freezing my tata's off, painted on tattoos, PVC trousers, black material bound into a makeshift bandage like top and enough backcombing to put Cheryl Cole to shame.

The last picture is a direct result of trying not to move as a bunch of teenagers armed with white lightening cider rode past on a collection of bikes and scooters... they work like bears, if you don't move they can't see you.

The result: She wolf in the night.

Let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination

Jumper: Top shop

Jacket: Zara

Faux fur: Zara

Boots: River island

Dress: AA

Skirt: AA

Bag: Burberry prorsum

This piece of material is probably the most versatile thing i have ever owned.

It has been worn as a scarf, dress, top and in this instance, a skirt.

It is beyond freezing here at the moment but this piece of material is surprisingly warm, i think it acts like a sort of wind breaker.

Just when we thought we were safe it snowed again last night... not that i don't love it and it's pretty etc... it's just so inconvenient! Last time we had snow i was house bound for 4 days! Luckily my sister and best friend were on hand for afternoon walks and cake but we definitely started to get cabin fever and spent 3 whole hours deciding what would be worse, to die in a fire or buried alive in an avalanche?!

The Tree of Life

The imagery in this trailer alone is sensational....I have goosebumps already

Ode to Breton

I have always been partial to a stripe. One of my earliest memories donning the horizontals was the summer of my 9th Birthday. I spent the whole six weeks off school wearing my father’s discarded rugby shirt and a pair of denim cut offs.

It was impossibly big, and a fetching shade of putrid green and maroon, but I loved it. I felt like a wayward pirate, empowered by my audacity to wear a man’s shirt. By the end of the summer my mother practically had to peel it off me in order to wash it, which sadly resulted in what I can only describe as a ritual style burning. Fast forward 14 years and it would appear that, that tragic shirt had more of an impact on my life than I had ever anticipated.

The iconic T-shirt, made famous by Coco Chanel in the 1930s, later to be adopted by the likes of Alexa Chung, Kate Moss and Jane Birkin had become a staple in my everyday life. The unequivocal chicness of those blue and white stripes never failed to enchant. As my collection grew it would seem I had developed an insatiable appetite for the stripe, wearing it dressed up or down didn’t seem to matter as it became that magical item of clothing that will never let you down. That go to piece that will never make you feel fat or inadequate. You see it is not simply a t-shirt, it is a piece of history, a statement; Something I can only explain as an innate love for all things romantic and chic, every time I wear a Breton it instills within me a sense of empowerment, reminding me that the likes of Chanel changed the very idea of style and a woman’s place in society by simply adapting a quintessentially ‘male’ item of clothing and making it her own.

The way, in which a simple t-shirt can transform any outfit, transcending seasons and constant trend changes is a feat not often achieved within the fickle world of fashion. Call it an obsession, nostalgia or style choice; whichever it is, it would seem that fashion fades but style is forever.

Mc Jagger

The most impossibly perfect, vintage Jaguar parked outside the bank.

I like to think the man driving it is one half of a sartorial couple; impeccably dandy, donning furs, woolen trenches and vintage suitcases.

Sort of a Bonnie and Clyde like scenario (why else would a car this fabulous be parked outside a bank?!) I waited a while to see if some sort of 1930's car chase would ensue but the cold got the better of me.

I suppose it was best to leave with the fantasy still in tact, as the reality would probably have left me disappointed.

Heart skipped a beat

Jeans: J Brand

Cardigan: Zara

Jumper: Top shop

Faux fur: Top shop

Jewelry: Vintage

Bag: Vintage

Shoes: Zara

I am somewhat obsessed with the 70's at the moment, the perfect flare of these jeans just kills me!

Spent a productive day with my business partner and best friend doing 'business stuff' code for mincing about, drinking far too much coffee and getting over excited about concepts for photo shoots and styling jobs... a lot of PVC and corsets were mentioned; and thats just for the guys.

We stopped in this alley to take some photos and we picked the very moment that a UPS truck decided to drive down it resulting in us nearly getting crushed, fortunately our cat like reactions saved us!

Some generic Punk Rock lyric

Did a shoot for a Uni project a few days ago. The concept was Gentlemen and Gentlewomen being influenced by the Punk rock movement, like an amalgamation of the two cultures entitled 'Not so gentle folk' (see what i did there!!) Wanted it to reference 'this is England 86' with the grimey feeling, incorporating cool hues and then place the gentlemen and woman in it out of their comfort zone.

Also wanted it to look like a bunch of 'real' people in a situation as apposed to a bunch of models strategically placed.

The shoot came out good, the models were awesome, and I'm pretty happy with the end result so I posted a few pictures.