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14 December 10

Tumblr Tuesday: My Cheap Tuesday Trash

“BLACK HOLE SUN” by Romain Le Cam on LOOKBOOK.nu

Romain Le Cam. A complete aesthetic of ripped, tailored outerwear and Parisian chic. A gorgeous creature with a generous wardrobe.

My Tuesday trash goes to his ripped and raunchy sweater; a delightful set of holes and skin combined.

Then I continued flicking through his potential model-making lookbook and fell in love . I grew soppy, angry and envious all in one. He has great shoes! Gona have to dedicate a fashion illustration for him so watch this space guys!

And take a look at the link of Romain Le Cam people.

30 November 10

channelaine asked: ARE U A FASHION DESIGNER? :OOO

oh nooooooooo! far from it! im a writer, just love fashion hehe

Posted: 5:36 AM

Cosmic Love

To infinity and beyond! Looks like 2011 sees a brighter future for the mystic galaxy we subsist in. In the Fashion galaxy, that is.

When I first saw these I wondered whether I could picture someone walking through Soho wearing them with a head held high. Suprisingly, I could. And looking at the celestial prints, and the photographic image capped beautifully onto clothing, I knew exactly who it was: Mr. Christopher Kane.

It’s the whole make-up of the outfits- the framework of them - all very, very cosmic. Very universal. It kind of reminded me of Tye Dye. The new Tye Dye. Prettier, and with meaning.


24 November 10

Body Armour

September 25th ‘10

LONDON FASHION WEEKEND

Completely emersed in this seasons trends and freefall designs, I just had to get myself a ticket to the alimighty show. Considering The amount of articles I had to write, my editors on my back about them, I decided to stick with my fashion and art forte and write an article about London Fashion Weekend.

The beauty and craftmenship of the clothes was unbelievable. It’s more than just design. And there are so many designers out there, trying to make themselves known in this freezebot world.

Therefore, once a week, I’m thinking of researching a ”low-key” designer and posting them on my blog, just for the hell of it. If more people did it more often, perhaps they wouldn’t be so ”low-key”. hmmmmmmm.

FAHSION FIX: clothes are like body armour. We need them to protect ourselves. The better the clothes, the safer we are (hmmmm). Some people use clothes to show who they are on the inside. Others use clothes to express how they feel on a certain day. Some, however, dress on impulse, coast along with taste and do not care what everyone else thinks.

23 November 10

A Real Riot!

Paramore at the O2

From Franklin to Leeds, to London. At last, they arrive at the O2, feeling the fresh frost against their famous faces.

Streaming along the dome walls of the O2? Screaming fans chanting the one and only word: Paramore. Here they were to headline their third and all antic album, Brand New Eyes.

I didn’t really feel the ultimatum ”buzz” until I stepped onto the grounds that underlay the entrancing dome, treading fast through the bumper to bumper cars amongst the wavering fans, all of us like zombies being called to climax.

The rest was a red-letter blur.

Until Paramore hit the stage and the crowed roared in unison.

With their hit single “Ignorance” starting the show, we went completely nuts, crashing heads and slamming bodies, screaming lungs and throwing hands. The absolute note-perfect voice of the pink headed vocalist (Hayley Williams) struck a cord against the crowd, with an almighty cry of adoration from the fans and drag-a-longs filled in the stacks and stacks of the O2.

What really flipped the show to eleven was the acoustic version of “Never Let This Go”. From their first album, All We Know Is Falling, they highlighted its key song in beautiful acoustic, Josh Farro strumming lead guitar on a laid back sofa, as if they were in your living room, playing to you. Mobile lights were up, the whole of the O2 smothered in what looked like stars, circulating the stage.

But, in all honesty, what everyone was waiting for: “Misery Business”. Without a shadow of a doubt, just the beginning slamming on the bass and the riffs of the guitar, kicked an almighty applaud. A smashing encore.

It wouldn’t matter if you were closer to the ceiling than the stage. Or facing the back wall. There was nothing to separate the crowd from the band.

“You belong to us!” Were the very words Williams set amongst the most pleased crowd of 2010.

Posted: 11:53 AM

Guilty Pleasures

“The Wanted”

I still don’t quite know what exactly makes me like these guys. When it comes to boybands, I find myself cringing; mega, mega cheese.

So one day, I’m sitting on the sofa, cat on my lap, flicking through channels and something made me stop. If I’m honest, it was the face of the lead singer. Like no other!!! (Don’t worry Eric Bana, he doesn’t top you) :)

But then I hear the song.

“Oh, come on. What on earth is… er…oh… hmmmmmmm…”

For a good week and a half I was in denial. Completely opinionated over something that, really, I quite *squint!* liked. For the next part of my pratially sad teenage ”life”, I realise that actually, liking a boyband is a typical teenage girl thing.

The Wanted Fashion

Men - beware. These guys are pretty much in the KNOW about fashion.

Or they have some seriously sick stylists.

Ripped t’s, mustard jeans, brouges, the works. They have it, they wear it. I guess that’s why I like them.

Oh dear, shoot me now.

7 November 10

Red Sam

(fashion illustration)

Dear Diary,

What really makes a good person?

Okay, so most people are good - good hearted - and mean well. But I’m naive, and I guess saying that really shows how ignorant I am to true human behaviour.

You walk through London, holding your head in the clouds. Everything appears light and pretty. Everything covered in the thick and opaque musk of the city. Everyone seeming good.


How much I love that word. It sounds so secure - so grounded. Like all the optimism drowns out that negative, cynical thinking my mother has.

Fashion Fix:

Velvet (brace yourself) is back in. I know, gross. A curtian crazy designer decided to dosh a little (a lot) of velveteen in his textile choice. Blurrrrrrr.

Are you loving or hating it…

Velvet love party or Velvet hate party?

5 November 10

The Weekly Fashion Fix

(fashion illustration no.5)

65% of women complain about having curves.

30% of women complain about not having curves, but wanting them.

5% just don’t give a damn and are happy with what they have.

So thank goodness for Louis Vuitton and his latest design astetic: making women look like they have curves, even though they don’t.

25 October 10

Heart In The Knife

(fashion illustration no.4 i think…)

My fashion illustrations are mostly influenced by the seasons trends. Hence the tappered trousers and the blouse.

Dear Diary,

So I guess with all the goverment cuts all the poor are hitting rock bottom. And I mean solid, concrete rock.

My heart jumped to my throat. I wanted to help this poor gentleman, who was going through the wars, pulled along by his ankles by the looks of it. He just laid there on the cold, concrete floor. Wrapped in a dirt stained quilt, his wollen hat molting, and his face weakening in the cold, there was no doubting the fact he was homeless.

I can never walk by without handing them money. Even if its just change. Call me naive, whatever, I couldn’t let the poor man beg. He was desperate, I wasn’t.

Should have bought him a snickerbar, or a curley wurly. Or a duffle coat.

I’m not a cynic. I don’t believe that he was just faking it. That’s sick. 

For anyone to accuse the homeless of not being homeless, and telling me off for giving him £2? Harsh.  

24 October 10

Salt Skin

(Fashion illustration no.3)

(a/w trends: Khaki and hot thigh high socks. )

I wonder where the Moon has gone tonight…

Posted: 5:19 PM

Dior Love

(Fashion Illustration no.2)

My most hated question:

How is your Love Life?

My answer, through a false smile:

He’s Not here, he’s there.

Posted: 4:42 PM

I Just Wanna Be Okay

(old fashion designs/ illustration from sketchbook bureau)

Dear Dandy Diary,

I saw a guy with one nostril today. Sad.

Bless those who have a debauched lifestyle. For what do they have to live for?

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh