WEEKEND DEETS…the archive


Hanro vests on line

There’s a tradition in my family that goes something like this.

On Christmas eve, there is a point where most normal people give up on shopping and head off to find solace and cheer in friends, family or alcohol. It is at this particular moment that my boys head into town to eat crepes. It’s quiet by then and they get space to wander around. They eat crepes, talk about er, guy stuff (I am not privy to these conversations, obvy) and then they buy chocolates and a Hanro vest for my stocking.

Helping Santa out is a wonderful thing.

Looking back at this collection I see I have a sort of Hanro journal, each one representing a special Christmas spent together. Funny how clothes are more than just that, how they hold our emotions and stories within them.

BACKSTAGE PASS…girls who like boys who like girls


Laurence The Visitor-1

For this fashion story, called The Visitor, Navaz Batliwalla and I shot with beautiful new face Laurence from Premier models. He’s an English boy but he recently graduated from studying in Paris. He is also, as it happens, very good company, and likes a nice chat.

Emma Miranda Moore: Hi lovely, I got you croissants to be a bit Parisian
Laurence: Oh, that’s OK. I don’t actually like them
EMM: What do you mean you don’t like them?
L: Well, I think living in Paris I OD’d on them a bit you know. I can’t actually face them any more.
Navaz Batliwalla: What did you study in Paris?
L: I studied French History, so like, history, but from a French viewpoint.
EMM: So do you speak perfect French now?
L: I don’t speak as well as I should because so many of my friends were English. I mean, yes, I speak French, but really I should be amazing.
NB: Who did you flat share with?
L: I shared a flat with three English girls and we were totally as one by the end! Completely in sync, it was almost a bit unhealthy actually, but we’re still close.
EMM: I haven’t been to Paris for ages, did you get some good shopping opportunities there?
L: Well there’s quite a good vintage scene, and we were students so obviously we were looking for value.
EMM: So where did you like to go for vintage stuff then?
L : Well we went to Free’P’Star, it’s called that because frip is short for friperie which is second hand or old.
It’s great especially if you need something for fancy dress because the have a mezzanine where everything is a euro, so my friend got like a long black wedding dress, for a euro.
Actually the main model they use for all their adverts is this trans woman who was the hostess at a gay club which was on our street. The shop is run by quite conservative, sort of angry looking people but it was fine. There are three stores I think, there was another one on our block that had a little basement, they had the euro mezzanine thing too, but all the other vintage shops around there were quite expensive. You expect to be spending pennies but it’s not. I mean it’s still not bad, if you’re a tourist and you want, like, a nice leather bag, it’s twenty euro, it’s alright. It’s just not quite as cheap as you might want.
NB: Anywhere else?
L: So Geraso is really good. They have a website but it’s really out of date because they have so many new shops and some have closed. Some of their stuff was like yellow or brown and they have weird stains on the walls in the changing room, you take anti bac hand gel!
*everybody pulls the same face*
L:They have big baskets of knickers and bras and obviously it’s not a place you’re going to buy underwear! But the people who have cottoned on to it go in there and you get the hipsters looking for the sweatshirt with the old logo and all that.
Oh and they have fur as well.
NB: *perks up* Oh really? Nice fur?
L: Well my friend found this one, I haggled for it, it’s a fox fur stole. It’s massive and the softest thing you’ll ever feel, it was 15 euros and I gave it to my sister. It was so nice.
EMM: So you know you have to keep fox cold or it molts?
L: Oh she’s got a very cold bedroom, I’m sure it will be fine.
EMM: It’s the one you have to watch, temperature wise. Just be careful where you store it.
L: OK, I’ll warn her about that. So Geraso, they’re in the interesting parts of the city too. Like Barbés, it’s proper filthy, you come out of the Metro and people try and sell you fake cigarettes and fake Gucci.
EMM: Ooo I did wonder if we should get some Gauloises today..
NB: Oh I love a smoking shot
EMM: We’re so nineties
NB: Well apparently young people are very anti smoking now, they don’t like it because they are so health conscious. Do you find that?
L: Well I don’t smoke anyway, I never have. My friends in Paris smoked, all of them.
EMM: French friends or English friends?
L: I didn’t have any French friends haha! But no, my English friends. I’m just not into smoking, I can’t get into it. But I like the smoking culture, it’s really good. Like you know when everyone leaves the pub for a cigarette…
NB: It’s quite social
L: You can make friends from it
NB: but when I was at school and everyone was smoking, I just couldn’t do it. I just could never do it properly so I just decided not to
EMM: I do like a smoking shot though…
NB: Oh yeah!
*everyone cracks up*

We clear up the croissants, scratch the idea of fags and get on with the serious business of the day. Capturing Laurence in all his smoldering glory. And having a bit of a gossip in between.

Merci beacoup Laurence, a biéntôt x

The complete story of The Visitor can be seen over on Boys by Girls, today.

BOOKMARK…Mirror of Venus


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I’m slightly concerned that this series has taken a turn down a road marked ‘books I have nicked’, but stick with me, try not to judge.
Right, we’ve gone a bit leftfield today, but I’m kind of feeling this one just at the moment, what with the whole Françoise Sagan girl crush I’m currently entertaining and the sixties mood that (eternally) pervades the fashion air.
It’s a strange little number it has to said, dated and odd and yet intriguing in its ernest mix of text and images. It’s a celebration of women really, yet it’s the ideal aloof unknowable sixties woman, not you or me or laughing until you’ve become inappropriate.
It’s not Girls, let’s say that. And I love Girls (love you Lena!) but this has a retro appeal all of its own and the storytelling somehow speaks to me in terms of my work. Sometimes you just don’t want to give away all the answers.

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You can find a copy of Mirror of Venus here for 12/6, or thereabouts.

ESSENTIALS…move your body


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Funny thing about exercise.
I haven’t been to a dance class this week, I didn’t go to a dance class last week. I go at the weekend but there has been too much work on, too many distractions, I’m tired, it’s raining, I need to get this edit finished, update my site….and on and on. The energy I’m putting into the excuses is bigger than is required to take the class!

But that’s not the funny thing. The funny thing is, I’m exhausted.
Chatting to a girlfriend last night (yes, I can always summon the energy for a chat, now that’s funny) I mentioned this and she completely agreed. “People who don’t exercise don’t understand that it actually gives you energy.”
Also funny, I had never really thought of myself as A Person Who Exercises. I love to dance, that’s it. I don’t run, I don’t spin, I don’t ‘work out’….do I?
OH! I do!
Or rather, I haven’t been, and boy do I feel it.
So, as I sit here, craving sugar and a nap and generally feeling like any sort of movement would be a really bad idea, I’ve decided, I gotta get my ass to a class.

If only someone hadn’t put LFW right in the way as a distraction…

ON BEAUTY…slip into something


Bikinis are tricky things aren’t they?
Naked in public, essentially, is what we’re looking at here. So what you’re after is something that will give you the confidence to carry that off without giving attention to the voice in your head that tells you you are in a nightmare where you’ve lost all your clothes. A bit like the one when you’re about to step on stage but you don’t know your lines. Or you’re trying to run but the pavement is made of sticky toffee.
So when you find that one, the one that makes you feel that everything is alright. Maybe even a little bit better than alright. That jumping around and actual swimming and, like, a real life good time would be possible in this garment, then hold on to it.
Tell it that you love and treat it right. Never let it go. It is, indeed, a true and fine friend.

Now stop your worrying and get in the pool.

Bikini by Melissa Odabash