Tuesday, 20 March 2018

Spring/Summer '18 horoscopes.

Spring is officially here. So check your future here. I'm doing dual-season horoscopes now. It's more 'fashion'.

21st March - 20th April
Buy a raffle ticket.

21st April - 21st May
You will discover Clarence Carter. Dr. C. C. himself. He's Strokin'. Yes he is.

22nd May - 21st June
You will meet a bald man. Rub his head till it SHINES.

22nd June - 22nd July
Have a peep.

23rd July - 23rd August
You'll fall off your pushbike if you're not careful.

24th August - 22nd September
Milk the cow.

23rd September - 23rd October
Listen to the wind.

24th October - 22nd November
Listen to the rain.

23rd November - 21st December
Listen to your heart when he's calling for you.

22nd December - 20th January
Re-discover Roxette. It'll do you good.

21st January - 18th February
Just do it, for fuck's sake.

19th February - 20th March

Friday, 16 March 2018

Pleasing podcast.

I've just listened to the first podcast by the Beauty Papers folk.

As soon as I saw the email from Beauty Papers mentioning it I was straight on to BeyondPod (fuck iTunes) to listen. My heart sank a bit. 81 minutes. 81 whole minutes. I couldn't focus on anything for that long. I could've watched a (probably) shite film on Netflix in that time. I could've rewatched nearly four episodes of Friends for the millionth time. But I had to wash the gargantuan pile of dishes (no I don't have a dishwasher - I live in a dump) so I thought I'd listen for a bit.

Well. It was cool as mince. I was hanging on Val Garland's every word. So many iconic looks were described that are still so fresh in my mind, it was great to hear about their creation.

The only thing that could make this better would be links in the podcast description so that I could instantly see these looks again, and people new to her work could see what they're on about. However while looking up Val's work I've discovered even more brilliantly weird stuff she's responsible for. So that's good.

I wish my existence could have afforded me a visit to Val's salon. Go listen. You'll feel exactly the same. Next episode, please.

Monday, 12 March 2018

I have been bad.

I have never worn a baseball cap in my life.

If I used logic I would use all my money to pay the builders and to save for holidays I've committed to but can't really afford.

And yet. Here I am. Happy as a clam.
In possession of a rather expensive (by my standards) chapeau.

I couldn't help it.

Despite having no real connection to the lady* I decided I needed a piece from Anna Dello Russo's archive. I have enjoyed looking at her outfits over the years so I went for it. Thank you Net-a-Porter.

*I did find myself standing next to her outside a Chanel show** in Paris a couple of years ago - does that count?

**I was not invited to the Chanel show. I am a nobody. I was just loitering outside.

This is reminding me that I bought a bad ass snake bracelet from the collection ADR did with H&M a few years ago. I need to dig that thing out.

Slytherin pride.