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imageRemember lovely Arlie and the shoot Navaz and I did in Bristol a few weeks ago? On our West Country travels we were introduced to the nicest cafe in St Paul’s (my love of a good cafe is well documented on this blog). We arrived, chilly, under slept and slightly dampened of spirits to be greeted with a warm welcome and a super fry up.

Now that’s what I’m talking about.

We even took a couple of shots in there plus, obviously, had a good jaw about local shopping, musical mash ups and what makes a good night out. You know, the important stuff.

EMMA MIRANDA MOORE How’s your smoothie?

ARLIE OSBORNE Really good

EMM So is this your favourite cafe? Do you come here with your mates?

AO Yeah like, it’s good for breakfast, lunch and like in the evening as well.

EMM Do you come here in the evening?

AO Sometimes yeah

EMM They had music on last night when we were walking past, do they have bands in here?

AO Sometimes, they do but I like the music they play in here anyway, in the day

EMM I’ve got too many layers on now. Where else do you go on Gloucester Road then?

AO Shopping wise I like going to RE-PHSYCO because it’s not all generic and a chain, it’s not a charity shop but all the stuff is second hand. Some of it is like reworked as well, made into new things.

NAVAZ BATLIWALLA What have you bought from there that you liked?

AO Oh I was going through a phase of, you know Fresh Prince style clothes?

EMM Yes I remember it well..

AO Well I got this mental jacket which was like, covered in patterns. And then I bought a pair of docs in there before but at Loves Saves The Day festival they got completely wrecked

EMM You did well to wreck DMs, they’re normally pretty indestructible

AO I know I wore them to a gig and like all the lacings came out and they were ruined, I lost the whole lace too

EMM You went for it at that gig didn’t you?

AO Yeah

EMM You were just right in there (everyone laughing) I like that though, if you destroy a pair of shoes you know you’ve had a good night. I’ve always worn DMs.

AO When my family and me go out, we all look kind of similar, we’ll all be in Converse and a blue jumper or whatever

NB Unintentionally?

AO Yeah

EMM Don’t you think that’s quite nice though, it’s like you belong together?

CO Er, sort of (laughs)

EMM Oh I think it’s sweet. We should do a story where the whole family is dressed the same

NB It does happen though, it’s an organic thing where you all merge into one another

EMM So you like RE PHSYCO and you come here, where else do you go?

AO Well, on a Saturday I usually head up towards town, like Cabort (the big shopping centre in Bristol) and then I’d wander up Park Street and then wander down here. At the very top of Gloucester Road there’s three floored charity shop and it’s got like a retro section, a shoe section, records, it’s really cool. It’s a Cancer Research charity shop but they’ve cottoned on that people like going to charity shops more so they’ve really made the most of it. It’s really good.

NB Clever

AO There’s another really good shop called Dutty and it sells really cool like earrings and stuff.

NB I think there’s one in Kensal Rise, near me. I think they’ve opened one in London, it’s like Dutty Girl, that’s interesting that you go there

EMM It’s vintage is it?

AO They have an underground bit which does all the vintage shirts and stuff, but the main store they sell spray paint and they do massive gold hoops but wrapped in fabric. At the time I couldn’t afford them so I made my own pair (sounds of approval all round)

EMM so much more interesting to do that

AO then I started selling them at school because everyone was like can I have a pair? But at Dutty they sell really cool patterned leggings and patterned jumpers and patterned crop tops and all that.

NB Do they sell music and stuff as well?

AO Yeah and they do events as well, like oh what’s it called, My Bad Sister it’s two sisters and they just dress absolutely mental and they do shows at the Dutty shop and stuff.

EMM What’s their music like?

AO Mental (serious face)

EMM Mental enough to ruin a pair of DMs to?

AO (giggles) Yeah. They mix like gypsy music with hip hop but then like techno and it’s just a mix of everything.

EMM Don’t tell me it’s folk core, because I’m off that

NB Are there any markets round here?

AO Yeah there’s the St Nicks market which has all the good food stalls, falafels and stuff

EMM (Starts adjusting Arlie’s hair) I look like a really over attentive mother now, fiddling with your hair in a cafe, like come on darling be a beautiful princess, and you’re like ugh mum!

WAITRESS Hi, large breakfast with fried bread?

ARLIE (grateful) Yes please

Thank you Cafe Kino for restoring our equilibrium

 

 

What could be nicer than spending a day wrapped in a cocoon of Dior? Could it be combining it with popular eighties popstral Tiffany and her best loved hit song?

I know! I’m spoiling you.
I can’t help it, it’s just the way I am.

Enjoy the short film above and if you need more Dior in your life (and let’s face it, who doesn’t?) head over here to see the full shoot.

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Eeek!
The sun’s out!
That was a bit of a shocker really, coming all at once like that. I just wasn’t ready. Anyway, it’s gone again today (thank goodness for British weather) so let’s take a moment to breathe, regroup and, y’know, form a plan.
I mean, I’m trying not to get hysterical here but really, who were all these people out yesterday in their little dresses with their legs all shaved and the boys with their shorts all cool and like, yeah, I was totally prepared for Summer?
Did I miss a memo?

I love sunshine. So much. But for some reason I have forgotten what you’re supposed to wear when it’s hot.
I don’t mean when you’re on holiday and cut off denim and a bikini top is acceptable. I don’t mean in the (mythical) word of festival chic, with flowers in your hair and a £2000 maxi dress. I mean in real life, in London, now.
Only, not now. Because today it’s not hot again, looks a bit like rain.
Actually maybe that’s the problem. Perhaps the only solution is to live somewhere where it’s hot all the time. That way I could crack the dress code and be done.
Legs shaved.
Owner of perfect sunglasses.
Bliss.
Yeah.

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Rifling through my back catalogue (well a cupboard full of stuff, that sounded like I had an actual archive lurking around here somewhere) looking for inspiration for a mood board.

Came across this one. I’m taking from it:
1. Sunshine, always.
2. Dungarees, always.
3. The fact that it’s terribly easy to get distracted from your work by opening up old cupboards. Always.

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Just a little loving, early in the morning…

It’s Valentine’s Day and I’ll sing Dusty if I want. I recommend you join me because her sentiment, as well as her singing, is bang on the money.
It’s February, there’s a gale blowing outside, it’s the end of a long week, your skin is looking a leeetle bit grey weary. Be gentle, people, tread carefully out there.
It’s so tempting to scrub away as if by filing away the top layers of skin we will find summer lurking beneath, (oh hi there Summer, anytime you want to pop on over is TOTALLY FINE BTW) but a little morning loving might put a glow in your step more than rough treatment.

Get your mind out of the gutter, I’m discussing my new cleanser, which is making me feel very together and cherished. I’ve never bought Eve Lom before, despite it being brilliant (says: everyone, ever) because it’s so bliming expensive. But Winter months are long and you gotta dig deep to make it through.
So this stuff exits its pleasingly medical looking tube looking like a sort of squashed fruit bar and, frankly, smelling similar. But once you warm it in your hands it emulsifies into a rather comforting oil that you rub on and leave for a few minutes. During this time you can imagine your face is getting the equivalent of a good hug and a ‘you go, girl’ as a precursor to your day ahead.
After two or three minutes, you wash it off and you’re good to go.
Smooth. Loved.
Beats a cup of coffee for starting off your day.

OK Dusty, we still need the caffeine, let’s not exaggerate.

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Fun times last night at the preview of Isabel Marant’s collaboration with H&M.
Having been offered a ticket, I thought I’d pop down and see what was on offer ahead of the crowds.

Right, well, now that I’ve picked myself up off the floor laughing at my own naivety, I can tell you that I was in no way ahead of nothing no siree.
I strolled into the Regent Street store, blithely unaware of the chaos inside to find…
nothing.
Empty shelves.
Lots and lots of beautiful and focussed women (and just a few beautiful and focussed men) but no stock on the shelves.
It had all been swiped up in seconds.
The crowds were out in force and they were not messing about.

I do love the way that British people are so polite though, even when they’re nearly in tears at the thought that they might not get a slubby linen T at a bargain price. They’ll still offer you the things they’ve already tried, or laugh with you at the absurdity of the situation in hand.

My friend commented that I wasn’t prepared enough for the fight, I take the attitude that if it’s meant to be it will be.
What about you? What’s your strategy in these kinds of events?
Do you go? Would you queue? Are you crazy for it or is it just bonkers?

I’ll just be in the corner with a glass of champagne if you need me.

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Good morning! Welcome Monday and, yeah, you’re just going to have to trust me that todays title is what all the kids are saying in reference to their, um, over exuberance the night before. Well, some of the kids, maybe. A small and elite bunch.
Nothing like starting the week with a bit of a head and you know what my motto is?
Always Worth It.

Print it out, stick it above your desk and pour the coffee, you’ll feel much better soon. Promise.

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In Paris last night, the Miu Miu show revealed colour, excellent messy hair and THAT cat print. All very lovely.
More than that though, they showed wrinkly tights, bunched up around the ankle.
Now the girls in the show may have looked like the coolest sixth formers on earth, but when I was at school we were really paranoid about having wrinkles. It was a massive faux pas among the cool kids.

So, school days, once again I say pah! As in so many ways, you were wrong. Mrs Prada says it’s all good and that does it for me.
Besides, I’ve secretly never really worked out how NOT to get that look, now I can rock it with pride.
Happiness is the small things.

See the whole Miu Miu shebang here

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