Thursday, June 30, 2011

tit for tatt...

There's something going on around here.... Fashion and the 'finer' sex have finally pushed the ancient art form of ink into the mainstream. Fashion has it's very own circle of life and many trends are started by our inner rebel without a cause. We take something that is taboo and spread it through the masses like religion on crack.

Tans were once considered a sign of a commoner. Someone who toiled in the fields whilst rich fair maidens perched under umbrellas (Most likely held by one of those tanned folk). I would like to think this concept was crushed by the dissolution of the classes but unfortunately it seems the rich fair maidens had just decided to rebel. The cause for trading the umbrella for a banana lounge occurred in 1923 when Miss Coco Chanel was spotted leaving a nobleman's yacht with a deep suntan. She had spent her summer cruising to Cannes and really who didn't want to look like they had spent the summer cruising the Côte d'Azur. Coco later claimed to have stayed out in the sun too long but it was too late. A trend was born and black became the new black.

Cultures across the ages have embraced tattoos using them as a form of marking milestones and body decoration and yet western society again thought it a practice for the exotic and the commoner. The stigma only began to dissolve when again the fashion pack started jumping on the needle in the noughties.

They have now become a fashion accessory, a statement, an extension of who we are. Trend's in tattooing are even as fluid as fashion in the high street. With the most recent trend for sleeves in the style of presenter Ruby Rose or my favourite beehived mess Amy Winehouse or smaller symbols and script à la Erin Wasson and Rihanna scattered across the body. From wrists to ribs anyone who is anyone is getting inked titt for tatt.

Monday, June 27, 2011

if you haven't already...

neon nights...

yeah that's right these topshop blue suede shoes and MESSECA from solestruck neon wedges make me wanna sing:

Loose, footloose kick off your Sunday shoes (and put on some neon kicks)
Please, Louise pull me off a my knees
Jack, get back c'mon before we crack
Lose your blues everybody cut footloose

Thursday, June 16, 2011

gaga for zara...

read on at

the important bits: what i bought
ferrari red capri pants $79.95, electric blue clouse / dress $69.95, leopard print pant $69.95, snake skin side split maxi dress with belt $139.00

Thursday, June 9, 2011

crushing on campbell...

Jeffrey Campbell is an L.A based footwear lovers fantasy. their designs are a fusion of vintage and street that will have you footloose and fancy free. these little beauties are an outfit all on their own. no ensemble assembly required.

pictured are just some of the faces of Campell's ever popular Lita & Lana.
get yours at solestruck

fashion fast five...

five fashion favourites i'm totally obsessed with

1. On the Fringe Earrings $18.00
edie inspired and perfect from day to night

2. Siren Tomb Platform Thigh High Boots $139.95
and siren created the perfect boot. i can't tell you how mad i am for these, they're everything you could ever hope for in a thigh high.

3. Revlon Colour Burst Lipgloss in Fire $21.95 @ Priceline
this little red lippie definitely lives up to it's slogan 'love at first swipe'

4. J Brand Maria Powerstretch High Rise Legging $166.76
is ok to wear a pair of pants for 6 days straight???

5. Napoleon Bronze Patrol $60.00
best winter warmer in town

RUSSH gives good cover...

youthquaker... she sure was

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

forget diamonds, shapewear is a girl's best friend...

we as women go to such an effort. We tan, pluck and preen our way to perfection. Slip ourselves into a saucy little number, strap on our killer new shoes and fill our bag of tricks with touch ups but next time you're about to head out and party like a Prince track just STOP. Go back to the mirror and take a long hard look at yourself.

because it seems to me that the art of dressing has been lost through the generations. trust me, next time you're out on the town take a look around and you'll begin to notice the nightmare of after dark unfortunates filling up the room and i'm not talking about the fashion im talking about the fundamentals.

women from a size 8 - 18 are guilty of committing crimes against couture and quite frankly i am sick of seeing otherwise amazing outfits ruined by poor choice in underwear. please you are doing yourselves a disservice. it's time to say no to black g strings under white clothing, lace underwear under bodycon, hipster briefs under anything, muffin tops over everything because unless you are blessed with a body like the body you need to take note.

i realise our generation weren’t tied into our first corset at cotillion, in fact most of us are getting about in the wrong sized bra. somewhere we seem to have missed out on some wardrobe 101. now I know what you're thinking, despite the wall of beige in the lingerie department this doesn't have to mean no sex nude bikeshorts or worse the definitely no jiggy jig giant granny panties!

ladies we need to go old school, learn a lesson or two from sirens of hotness past or case in point the lovely miss monroe. now this woman definitely knew how to accentuate her assets and aren't we lucky because unlike marilyn we have lycra!

banish those bikeshorts and think slips, seamless and sultry shapewear like Nancy Ganz's Body collection. try and stick to black when you can leaving nudes for the 'only while wearing whites and lights' occasions. take note sisters because this advice could just save your saturday night.

hot tip: check out Body by Nancy Ganz at 30% off

Thursday, June 2, 2011

jesus saves i spend...

last time we spoke i was embarking on a pre birthday detox, cutting out crap and cutting up the credit card. hear this sisters, giving up the booze ain't nothin on giving up the shoes. asos. shopbop. general pants. sportsgirl. ebay. i could keep going and i will. no really i can't it'll just make me want to jump online, click click click and confirm payment!

i knew i had a 'problem' because like most addicts i can rationalise any spending hit but going cold turkey had me in cold sweats. I forgot all about my booze ban (well for 17 days anyway) and skipping the pasta wasn't a problem but resisting the spend was to much to bear. I broke people and I broke badly, first it was convincing other people to purchase me pieces of my upcoming birthday outfit as presents, then it was some stockings, surely they don't count, then make up and 5 assorted viles of OPI.

meanwhile my sister had decided it was time i cleaned up my financial situation and set me up on a balance transfer for my over indulged bit of plastic. this was approved and i thought finally i'm on my way! but then the kicker, this meant i had to go and break up with my lover...

i began to feel ill, we had nearly 9 years of lust under our belts. we were a force to be reckoned with. we were perfect. well not always but what relationships don't have there ups and downs??? i couldn't do it and then i felt guilty for thinking of leaving and i said to myself 'ok i'll give myself a wee allowance, just a one nighter, i've been soooo good i really deserve it'

i don't want to get too explicit but things got hot and heavy, i was diane lane in unfaithful, carrying on an illicit affair with orgasm-on-legs-olivier.

all the while my sister calling and asking me if i've cancelled the relationship? have i spent anything? have i lowered the limit? NO NO NO (NO YES NO) she's onto me. she's richard gere you see and i know what's coming. my beautiful olivier is about to get knocked on the head with a snow globe... it's sickening but maybe i've had enough of the lies. the guilt. because by posting this confession i'm admitting my dangerous liaisons to the world and worse my sister.

that movie ended with olivier wrapped in a rug, in a land fill and diane and richard sitting at a traffic light. in the dark. outside a police station.

this isn't going to end well is it?

i guess at least i'll go out with a bang? and a killer set of orange suede platform pumps!

*btw the above amazingly ironic singlet is available at nasty gal ;)