Friday, 23 September 2011

London Fashion Week: Part I

My apologies for the delay in getting this post up, or any post at all regarding LFW, it has been a very busy week!

Still laptop-less, getting any pictures on here is tricky but tomorrow night, I promise 'London Fashion Week: Part II' will appear! I'm not going to give you the lowdown from every show from LFW, you can get that on, but there's a lot of fab new designers that I saw in the exhibition that I will definitely feature alongside all my backstage pics...

Until tomorrow x

Saturday, 10 September 2011

NYFW - Jason Wu

It's only day 2 of New York Fashion Week and already I'm excited by what's on offer. Loving Jason Wu; very grown up, a fresh take on ladylike... And those dresses at the end are A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. My favourite's got to be the chartreuse one.

Pictures from

Sunday, 4 September 2011

London Diary 2 - Friday 2nd September

Obviously it's not the 2nd September as I write this, as actually the 4th, but let's just pretend it is, for the sake of keeping my diaries in a nice, chronological order.

Today was the last day of college, and my last day ever in that building.  Most upset I was when I left.  So upset I was, that I lost last night's finely honed taxi hailing abilities as I stood meekly by the side of the road, trying not to winge over a derelict uni building... odd I know. A foreign gentleman, who's nationality I'm still none the wiser over, strode into the middle of the road and stopped the first cab, packed me in and shut the door - very sweet of him. Sadly straight to Euston but into Accessorize to cheer me up... A few phonecalls in the sun before Nandos for tea and the nervous wait for the platform announcement. I say nervous, has anyone else getting a train from London to Liverpool ever noticed the speed at which everyone runs when the platform number goes up on the screen?! No one else except scousers seem to move so fast, hilarious, but at the time, rather stressful indeed.

Outfit as above... Liverpool, pretend you haven't seen it before, London haven't!

Anyway, during the day we had a look at our pictures, and decided with fresh eyes, to change half of them!

So here are the new set entitled 'The Evolution of the Lady'...

We spent our last afternoon working on the layout of the story for if it were to go in a magazine and looking at everyones' work, the plans of which I may put up sometime. Then after a final critique, CSM 2011 was over. 

At this point now it's possible this can go from a serious fashion blog, to a huge CSM related cheeseball. I will try not to, but all l'll say is I now want to go there even more, if that's even possible.

Who knows if there'll be a 'London Diary 3', with any luck it'll be a CSM Fresher's Week Diary next summer...

But in the meantime, look out for my Behind the Scenes at LFW blog - I go on the 17th and will be working on Ashish!

Until then,


P.S. I have now put my outfit pic on Thursday's blog - If you have missed any this week, click on the links below to read them!


P.P.S. Look at this gorgeous installation from the MA Exhibition, love, love, love.

Thursday, 1 September 2011

London Diary 2 - Thursday 1st September 2011

Well what an eventful day that has been! I say that as I'm not actually typing this on my laptop, since I cleverly pulled it off the table earlier this afternoon (oops) and completely wrecked the screen, therefore all I can gaze at is a work of white abstract art... As if, I'm only saying that to make me feel better. It also unfortunately means that I haven't got my outfit photo, so I shall pop it into this post when I can.

2/9/11 - Outfit pic! >>>

Today then, was shoot day!  It was always going to be interesting with just a digital camera, a white wall and no lights or photoshop, but we're surprisingly pleased with the results. Hopefully, you can see Milly's evolution through the 20's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 80's and 90's, though they do look more effective arranged horizontally. My favourite's got to be the 50's with its makeshift couture skirt - it's amazing what you can do with a few pins!

We finished the shoot very quickly, and after a trip to starbucks, a bit of laptop smashing and a bit of photo editing, we headed down to an exhibition called 'Corinne Day THE FACE', which documents the late photographers work, namely of a very young looking Kate Moss. It was only a dinky exhibition but very interesting indeed.

Heading home, I came across a Brown's stocking Louboutins, so in I went, to see what they had. Nothing was the answer, but the very posh lady told me to visit the Louboutin boutique, apparently 10 minutes walk away. Like a woman on a mission I followed her directions, ish, and after a quick consult of google maps, found it - hooray! It was a 'ring the doorbell and have the locked door opened for you' arrangement, which was all rather exciting, and the staff, as they were in Selfridges last night, were very helpful and remarkably friendly. Again though, none of the ones I wanted, so Mr directed me to Motcomb street, the home of their second boutique. Straight to google maps this time as frankly, I didn't have clue where I was or where I was heading. I walked round in circles for about 15 minutes, pretending I knew where I was going, then did something awful...

Okay, it wasn't necessarily awful, but horribly indulgent. I hailed a black cab, in front of Claridges of all places, and found myself being taxied down Bond Street past all the amazing shops, through Belgrave and into very pretty Knightsbridge. Pulled up in front of the Louboutin shop and out I hopped, exactly what, or who, did I think I was?! Tried on 3 pairs, one a definite possible, and didn't take pics tonight, as I was on my own and that would have really been sad, plus of course I was living in the dreamworld where you don't need to take pictures of your Loubis. I even found myself asking if they had the particular ones I was after in stock in Paris, probably too loudly than I should have. On leaving the shop, without purchasing, I realised I had even less of a clue where I was than before. On the grounds I'm coming home tomorrow, and I was already laughing at my ridiculousness, there was only one thing for it, *another disgustingly indulgent moment coming up*, taxi no.2 in Knightsbridge. Only this time, it was back to reality, and took me as far as the tube station, and the taxi driver said I could have walked it...

On a packed rush hour tube, I found myself most amused at my hour living the high life. I do disgust myself sometimes... Ah well it was fun, and a fab end to my eventful day.

Can't say I want to come home really, but I have another day, no doubt with something else fabulous, tomorrow.

Until then, (actually it will be Saturday night that you get Friday's Diary!)