Fashion Editorial and the Digital State of Mind…

This blog was supposed to be about Tumblr, but then I found myself staring at my magazine collection, which has remained untouched for months, and realised this is so much more than Tumblr - it's my digital state of mind...   There are still many a people out there that simply choose to reject social media.They refuse to create a Facebook Page, deny how powerful Twitter is,  have never heard of Pinterest, they are likely to hate Fashion Bloggers and still do all of their fashion, music and lifestyle reading in print! As a writer before I am a blogger, I respect anyone that still picks up a print magazine and takes pleasure in displaying them in bookshelves and coffee tables - I do.  However, as a fashion lover, I will be as bold as to say - anyone that is still yet to embrace social media cannot be deemed a true fashion devotee - they are missing out on the...
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The New Look Dandizette…Charms of a Dandizette

Hello Snow - Bunnies... It's been a while since I've blogged. The past few months have seen my creative juices at a loss - this could be due to intense job hunting and immense career worries, however, crisis, I can happily say 'averted!' The charms of this dandizette are back and looking ten times better - I hope you'd agree. And how convenient it is that I am back in time for christmas, to help you all build your christmas lists, plan your sales shopping and yes, it is indeed that time to start prepping the spring/summer wardrobe and say goodbye to Karl's great icicle that graced the Chanel runway for the winter show. Before we welcome in the new fashion season I will take a nostalgic look back at the key trends and collections of the winter season - all of which should provide inspiration for dressing sizzilingly hot in this freezing cold for the sparkly christmas season. Check out my a/w 2010/11 catwalk reports. x x x  ...
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The Fashion Paradox:Fashion Cycle

The Fashion Paradox:Fashion Cycle

 Azzedine Alaia and Grace Jones A major part of going out for a night on the town is the dressing up and being appreciated for our adornment - that’s exactly why we do it. There’s no gratitude in dressing up without an appreciative eye to witness our efforts. It’s like wearing an Azzedine Alaia dress where nobody even knows who he is, let alone recognises one of his designs. Vain and self important? Most definitely so; dressing up is part of a process, a self fulfilling prophecy that requires us, once taken pride in decorating ourselves, the need to be seen and appreciated in order to complete the full circle of ‘enjoying’ dressing up. When women meet with friends on nights out, don’t we spend at least the first fifteen minutes together discussing what we are wearing? And new purchases or garments our friends haven’t seen us in before tend to be appreciated more, no matter how much they loved the...
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Mini Skirts and The Mini Show

Mini Skirts and The Mini Show

 When Mary Quant named the ever rising skirt after her favourite car, the mini, no doubt she had foreseen the ambiguity of the term ‘mini’, in mini skirt. It wouldn’t have been absurd to assume that no matter how short the mini skirt rises, it will always have reference to it’s length or lack thereof, as opposed to this actual region of the female body. Low and behold, once yet again, followers of fashion have thrown caution to the wind and out with it has gone their dignity and in coming, the bandeau skirt (I prefer to call it the spandex skirt, it sounds more offensive). The bandeau skirt, just to be clear, should not be worn by women twenty one and over with; wide hips, a pronounced bum, a saggy bum, shapely thighs, cellulite, ample belly, bow legs or those lucky enough to possess a womanly shape. Imagine lycra stretched across the bottoms of the likes of Jenny Lo...
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Greetings…

It is so often that i listen to a song, watch a film, notice a pair of shoes, stumble across a piece of art, eavesdrop on a conversation, am irked by a new trend, a viewpoint or something that someone says to me and at that exact point in time; at that part of that film or that particular ensemble on that catwalk, something evokes me. I realise i've tripped up on a second or moment in life, that i want to keep.  Welcome to my brain, my wonderland of mish mash nothingness and everything Stylishly Fashionable ... x x x...
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