HAPPY NEW YEAR LOVES!...

Thursday, 31 December 2009
{photo by me}

SODERMALM...

Tuesday, 29 December 2009
I know my posts on Sweden are coming in dribs and drabs, but it's that time of year. I've been to SO many imaginary parties lately. Anyway, in Stockholm we stayed in Sodermalm, which I'm reliably informed is a bit sort of bohemian and everyone we met up with lived there as well, which was handy. I really loved it and our hotel*, which was housed in an old brewery, backing onto Katarina Church.

SAGE ADVICE FROM MR. O'BRIEN...

Monday, 28 December 2009
"I think it’s about common sense. A lot of people don’t have that. The rules are made to be broken but you have to know them to do it right[.....]Anybody who’s really stylish breaks the rules.""I’ve worn the Belgian shoes for twenty-something years. I’ve basically had the same taste in clothes since I was a teenager.""They would hire me and I would go in and I would be wearing a suit and tie and

12 DAYS OF LOLA...

Thursday, 24 December 2009
On the first day of Lola my true love sent to meA Poire Williams liqueur filled chocolate pear,On the second day of Lola my true love sent to meA pair of Lee Hale rose thorn earrings,On the third day of Lola my true love sent to meA Russian hat, an ice scraper and one of those Ipod plug in things for the car,On the fourth day of Lola my true love sent to meMore than four hours of sleep,On the

BITS OF SWEDEN...

Wednesday, 23 December 2009
Scandinavia presents the English speaker with a puerile sense of humour (me) with a smorgasbord of cracking up possibilities. I freely admit, I already have a half filled photo album with photos of Fartplans and Slutspurts from Denmark. I am therefore thrilled to have added to my collection in Sweden. Unfortunately the wonderful Farthinder eluded me. Next time...

DRESS YOU UP IN...

Monday, 21 December 2009
You know when you've seen something 8 million times and apart from conceding that it looked ever so nice in white on Michelle Williams, are ambivalent about it? Then suddenly when you can't get it anywhere in time for all the imaginary parties you may or may not attend, you really, really want it? Hello Phillip Lim dress of my dreams. While we're keeping things imaginary, I'd wear it with these

IT WAS ALL GOING TOO SWIMMINGLY...

Saturday, 19 December 2009
As we walked into the Eurostar terminal at 6.45am the announcement said "all services are cancelled due to severe weather conditions in northern France."Oh well! We are fine, caffeine fuelled and eating croissants anyway. I felt really sorry for all the people stranded, not able to get home for Christmas. We saw a few tears, but our trip will happen another day, another week...

SEE THE STARS, THEY'RE SHINING BRIGHT, EVERYTHING'S ALL RIGHT TONIGHT...

Wednesday, 16 December 2009
You'll have to forgive me, my heart has been performing a number of strange acrobatics this week - breaking open, swelling, exploding - that kind of thing. It's all most unusual. So this year has been crap in countless ways, but hello December. First there was Sweden, and Sweden would have been enough wonderment for a month. But then I had bought tickets to see Depeche Mode here in London and

LUCIA...

Tuesday, 15 December 2009



This time yesterday I was sitting on a boat travelling back from an island in the Stockholm Archipelago. We had watched the Santa Lucia service on TV in a hotel room in the middle of nowhere, laughing at the star boys' hats. We celebrated a birthday with princess torte and "contemplated nature and life"*. Earlier we had gone for a walk in a pristinely snow frosted pine forest. As the boat

HEJ, TACK, FIKA, GLöGG*...

Thursday, 10 December 2009
I won't be able to post for a few days because I'm going to Stockholm - blind, as it were. Never been there before, haven't done any research other than obsessively checking the weather forecast and worrying that my flimsy London threads and soles won't hold up. Oh yes, we're also spending one night on a remote island in the archipelago; so me and my thin soled ankle boots should be fine there

FROM RUSSIA WITH LOVE...

Wednesday, 9 December 2009
I watched a fantastic programme about Rudolf Nureyev the other night. (You can still see it on BBC iPlayer if you're in the UK.) And I love that he was apparently the first proper *star* to appear on the Muppet Show, opening the door to lots of others following suit. He definitely has a place at my fantasy dinner party.

SUCH A PERFECT DAY...

Saturday, 5 December 2009
Ah, what would be my perfect day in Paris...This year I have managed a paltry two and a half days in my favourite city, so my perfect day would involve a healthy dose of all those things I always like to do in Paris, with a few new things thrown in. Actually, if you've been reading this blog long enough you could probably write a post about my perfect day in Paris yourselves, and I could just sit

PARIS ACHE...

Thursday, 3 December 2009
Make a wish...{photos taken by me last December}

ALTERNATIVE CHRISTMAS SPARKLE...

Wednesday, 2 December 2009
I don't understand all this Christmas sparkle nonsense. I threw a newly purchased well known weekly fashion magazine in the bin yesterday, muttering something about, "outfit porn for P.A.s". All this demanding I become extremely excited at the prospect of wearing sequins, sparkles and glitter on every inch of my body. At what other time of year would normally sane fashion journalists be proposing

7 THINGS: WINTER EDITION...

Friday, 27 November 2009
If Jane tagged me to reveal seven things I love, which coincided with my shocked realisation that...I don't mind this winter* that much. So far. I've been dreading it all year, but now that the ground is full of wet slimy leaves and the curtain of darkness falls at 3.45pm precisely, the anticipated plunge into despair has not materialised. Yet. Maybe I was remembering it wrong and it's just

READING...

Maybe it shouldn't surprise me that after more than four years of bloggage I still find new to me blogs to add to my daily reading list (which isn't necessarily represented by my links on the left there and I must do something about that.) The best way to find good blogs is, for me, to read good blogs, which will no doubt take you on that happy, merry path to other good blogs. Recently, mainly

PASTRY/PARIS...

Wednesday, 25 November 2009
I'm not usually one for re-posts, but this wonderful little film by Susan Hochbaum {via Vain & Vapid} should be seen by all (except perhaps diabetics).Watch it - I defy you not to start hatching plans to procure a Religieuse Violette from Laduree asap.

ON THE TO-DO LIST...

Tuesday, 24 November 2009
* There is a maimed pigeon called Henry Cooper convalescing in a box in my next door neighbour's flat.*It was not my cat who maimed him, but another's. The as yet unnamed Henry then went and flew straight at my house trying to escape. Thump.* If his condition does not improve in the next few hours I must drive him to a local vet to be put down. * I have an extreme phobia of pigeons.

MORNING SCRAPS...

Saturday, 21 November 2009
*The Docs I thought I'd bought existed only on a thumbnail photo in a poorly updated webshop, so my re-teenage phase was short lived. Life's SO unfair *slams door*.*That Anish Kapoor's a clever chap isn't he? I've never been to an exhibition with such a group spirit of attendee wonderment, participation and general happy interaction with the art. Your eyes and body are battling with such confused

QUIET...

Friday, 20 November 2009
I've given myself a sore throat. I get it when I talk too much but I'm not expressing myself well. All that blahblahblahing gone to waste. I am going to be quiet now. This is one of the reasons I like writing. Although I type quickly, the connection from brain to keys is more natural than the connection from brain to mouth. Speaking = spouting forth, overflowing, the stop start of talking. Words

JUST LOOKING...

Monday, 16 November 2009
Until now, my experience with Kerry Taylor Auctions was of selling a lot in one of her auctions on behalf of someone else. A little background info on Kerry Taylor: "Kerry Taylor joined Sotheby’s in 1979, at age twenty and went on to become one of the youngest auctioneers in their history. After creating and managing the Collector’s Department at Sotheby’s Chester, she moved to Sotheby’s New Bond

STANDING ON A BEACH WITH A GUN IN MY HAND...

Sunday, 15 November 2009
Precisely 20 years ago I was the 13 year old owner of: classic black 8 hole Dr Martens, Doc Martens shoes, many pairs of Chelsea boots: one black, two oxblood (bought from a riding school to ensure authenticity) a pair of cut down Chelsea shoes and my favourites - a black pair of Chelsea boots I got a cobbler to put 2 inch heels on, thus creating that first flush of teenage smugness at having

VERY SHORT FILM REVIEWS...

Thursday, 12 November 2009
AN EDUCATIONSchmaltzy, attractive, entertaining, sabotaged.ANVILAwesome*, touching, laugh/cry, gripping.BRIGHT STARBeauty, melancholy, romantic, sad.CONTROLHaunting, humour, honest, captivating. PERSECUTIONFrustrating, detached, abrasive, motiveless.500 DAYS OF SUMMERCute, faux indie, cute.

ONLY...

Tuesday, 10 November 2009
Only.com asked me a while ago to blog for them about style, ideas and inspirations - which I'm always more than happy to blather on about. The posts that have been published so far are here, here and here.{photos by me}

SCRAPS...

Saturday, 7 November 2009
*Eating soda farls with butter and red fruit jam made by French nuns that C & J brought me back from their French roadtrip. It's delicious and makes me feel holy. *Considering going to the Depeche Mode concert at the O2 next month - on my own. No one I know likes them - or not enough to buy a ticket. But I'm not sure I can live with the knowledge of them playing live in such close proximity while

MY HAIR AGAIN...

Tuesday, 3 November 2009
There's something funny about hairdressers - they're always having turf wars and slanging matches. This is why I feel I must name no names. You never know when someone might come at you in a dark alley with a pair of scissors or wallop you with a heated straightening iron. If you try to find a hairdresser by looking at reviews online, half of them are written by employees pretending to be

FEATHERS & FRINGE...

Tuesday, 27 October 2009
Someone commented that my camera being half broken would aid in capturing the 1920s vibe of the party, um ball actually, I went to last weekend. Not sure about that as these are my only usable pictures. You get the idea anyway. The event was organized by two of my cousins to raise money for their non profit company, Paper Vine, which works with a co-operative of women in Uganda. You can read all

NO WORDS...

Friday, 23 October 2009
...and I don't mean that in the Rachel Zoe sense of the phrase, I'm just not feeling very wordy at the moment, hence the patchwork quilt effect of my recent posts. (I'm very aware of the amount of use my "lists" label has been getting lately.) But I have been listening to loads more music - inopportune timing because my car CD player has just chosen to die. I've also been tearing out masses of

80s TUESDAY...

Tuesday, 20 October 2009
Everything counts in large amounts.

{Dave had tamed his dance moves by the time of this concert, which is a shame.}

THIS WEEK'S WANDERING...

Thursday, 15 October 2009
* Regretsy. Sometimes, when I'm doing something serious, one of these "brainchildren" will pop into my head and I'll start snickering uncontrollably. {via Decorno}* This {via ii-ne-kore via If Jane} and this have convinced me to start a Japan by any means necessary fund. * Niotillfem - around this time of year I start craving happy colour and hygge again. (edit: I just remembered she's Swedish,

SCRAPS...

Sunday, 11 October 2009
*My darling love The Rivoli Ballroom was used for the Belle de Nuit ed in the current Lula magazine. Suggestions of ghostly dancing figures surround the model in some shots - yep, that's exactly like being at The Rivoli. I'm spooked out just thinking about it.


*This doth speaketh the truth if anything ever dideth. I shall be referring people to it to illustrate my snappy, "I can't afford to

DEMOCRACY...

Friday, 9 October 2009
How unfair of me to have named a blog mostly about clothes, after a cat who can't even wear them. Granted, her natural markings blow any Alexander McQueen digital print out of the water, but still. As much as Lola would love to dress up, the options for cat attire have, until now been limited to gimmickry. Not really her style. Until now...At first, I misread the article and thought it said you

RED, WHITE AND BLUE...

Thursday, 8 October 2009
I need a blue bathrobe.

*?...

Saturday, 3 October 2009
*I ordered the Book of Disquiet. I can't remember how I found out about it, but it looks rather amazing. I've been ploughing through a spate of books I haven't got on with so I'm hoping this will break me out my reading rut. Has anyone read it? *Also, has anyone read The Dogs and the Wolves by Irene Nemirovsky? My first reading of Suite Francaise will always remain a transporting moment, but when

EVERYDAY IS LIKE SUNDAY...

Since discovering Toujours Toi and Family Affairs last year I've been wildly enamoured of the clothes, the styling, the mood and the poetic names and stories given to each piece. So when lovely Nina from Toujours Toi asked if I'd like to write the press release for her Family Affairs autumn/winter collection, I said, OHMYGOD WOOHOO, OF COURSE, ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY, or something in the affirmative to

THE PLANET OF LOST COMMENTS...

Oh. Apparently some comments aren't getting through. If you've left a comment and it hasn't shown up email me at lolaisbeauty[AT]hotmail[DOT]co[DOT]uk. I don't usually reject comments unless they're spam so if you left one and it's not been moderated, it never got to me.merci

HAIR RAISING...

Friday, 2 October 2009
I may not have the answer to everything, but I do know this:

*If you buy L'Oreal Casting Creme Gloss semi permanent hair dye in light brown, your hair will be light brown, then over the course of four or five months it will lighten alarmingly until it is gingery blonde. You will have root re-growth and will wonder how this can possibly happen since the dye is supposed to last *up to* 28 washes.

INDECISION...

Wednesday, 30 September 2009
I've been pondering this (deceptively) simple triangular conundrum for over a month. I think I found it on Lolita's blog. I've posted it on Twitter, told everyone I know about it, mulled it over and over, but still I can't decide on the right answer.This is my life.The only real answer that's come to light is that it should be a square and the fourth point has to be SENSE OF HUMOUR. Which would

TEAM TAY...

Monday, 28 September 2009
Can we talk about The Rachel Zoe Project now? Forgive me, I am the only one in my non internet life who watches and is obsessed with it. So apologies to anyone who isn't into it, the following will sound like gobbledygook and you'll just have to catch up. Last season was all about Brad and Rachel. This season the producers seem to have taken a more balanced approach, rather than going for the

ITEMS OF INTEREST...

Wednesday, 23 September 2009
An online replacement for Domino magazine? By and featuring its ex staffers? Prayers. Answered. A blog full of the inspirations for Where the Wild Things Are? (Like peering into Spike Jonze's brain.)I can't decide if this film might veer into schmaltzy Notting Hill territory, or if it's just the cheesy music at the end of the trailer. I'm willing to take the risk that it might be brilliant.

LAST NIGHT...

Tuesday, 22 September 2009
I had a funny realisation last night that Garance and Scott aren't my blog friends I haven't met in real life yet. THEY'RE FAMOUS. Although I'm aware of the rough size of their respective international readerships, with the Internet it's hard to tell - in the space of four years, only one of my friends here in London has even heard of The Sartorialist. All day I heard; "You're going to see the

REGRETS...

Thursday, 17 September 2009
Things I wish I'd done (or not done) this summer:

*Gone swimming in the sea for longer than five minutes.
*Gone swimming in the sea in the south of France.

*Had more than one picnic.

*Had a beach bonfire/bbq.

*Put Duckie's roof down more than twice at all.

*Worn the bikini I bought in March for longer than 5 hours.

*Gone on holiday somewhere in Europe before it was too late / I was too

PRINTS AND RUFFLES AND COLOUR...

Tuesday, 15 September 2009
Derek Lam, Karen WalkerRebecca TaylorMarc JacobsRachel ComeyApparently some designers are as bored of the whole hard edged bodycon thing as I am. Look, no studs! No black! (OK, I have selectively neglected a lot of collections still proposing just that.) Does this mean that next summer I can be a purty lady and not an ironic '80s power vixen? OK, good!{source: Style.com}

'80s VIDEO SATURDAY...

Saturday, 12 September 2009
I actually really love this song. But what I always love about '80s videos is how quaint and amateurish they seem - full of hope somehow; like hey, let's put Nik Kershaw in a white suit and project images on it - it'll be really slick and futuristic! Bless. I much prefer this attempt to be creative, than how music videos ended up in the early 00s, the cynical age, where every "treatment" was

HELLO INTERNET...

Friday, 11 September 2009
I was without internet connection for two days, which was a shame because I had some really mindblowing and important things to say about nail varnish.Due to my having to venture into the outside world and socialize during this time, I am feeling a little blurry today. In fact this morning I may have used the words my, mouth, feels and badger's arse in conjunction with each other. I'm not sure if

FAIRE DU LINKAGE/RANDOM...

Monday, 7 September 2009
Julia R.R. is so cute in this video!I believe that the more beautiful images we're exposed to, the better the world is.I like reading blogs by fashion designers so I can delve into their brains. Oh - brainchild is my least favourite word - what's yours? {I found the ancient photo randomly on Flickr - can't remember where but I'm guessing it's royalty free}

YEMCHUK...

Sunday, 6 September 2009
...makes beauty I like.{Yelena Yemchuk}

D.V. IS READY FOR A CHAMPAGNE COCKTAIL NOW...

Wednesday, 2 September 2009
Oh my goodness, love is in the air! The previous ASK D.V. was all recession, mid life crisis and anxiety. Now look my pretties, it's all crushes on boys, lovers, weddings and tutus. Does this mean things are looking up? As mentioned in the previous post, due to the importance of matters of the heart I have referred not only to D.V. by D.V. (quoted in bold) but also to Diana Vreeland by Eleanor

D.V....

D.V. will be fashionably late in responding to your tellement juicy questions. We had a little glitch with celestial communication yesterday (i.e. a powercut in the 'hood meant D.V.'s humble transcriber was unable to retrieve your questions). Also, owing to the nature of the questions mostly regarding matters of the heart, I have had to bring in/out?! the big guns: not only am I referring to D.V.

SUNDAY...

Sunday, 30 August 2009
* This is another torn out page that I've kept for years and years. Tasha was always my fave model when I could be bothered with such things as keeping up with models names. * Best Sunday morning guilty pleasure: Waking up and realising I could watch the first episode of season 2 of The Rachel Zoe Project. I've missed you Brad.* Watching it in bed with Lola, a cup of tea and Monte Enebro cheese

BROWN TINTED SPECS...

Friday, 28 August 2009
It's raining, there's a distinct autumnal nip in the air so what better moment for a slightly sad update on the 'hood. I love to tell stories here of my to the untrained eye insalubrious 'hood - the idiosyncrasies that make it so special to me. But unfortunately, not one but two of those quirky things have been erm, compromised and since I mentioned them here before, I'll have to mention them

SHE'S BACK...

Sunday, 23 August 2009
I think it's that time again. Yes, I've just had word from her maid, Yvonne. Joseph the masseur has been, she's spent five hours in her bathroom and has had a few preparatory champagne cocktails. The cheeks and ears are rouged to perfection, the blue black hair lacquered into an unmoving helmet; the Verdura cuffs and other jewels are in place, the cigarette ready to be held aloft in blood red

MAGPIE...

Friday, 21 August 2009
I am feeling the need to upgrade the ring situation. Each of my rings that I wear every day has a story, except one which was intended as a temporary thing, but I've been wearing for two years. The thing is, I find it hard to find jewellery I like in London. It's a hard life, I know. I don't want to buy mountains of gold and gemstones, but I'd like to look at some stunning baubles please.

SIMPLE FAVOURITES...

Wednesday, 19 August 2009
Keel's Simple Diary {via Famapa} and floating kamikaze self beheading ranunculus in bowls of water. The Keel's Simple Diary is most enchanting. I chose red, which could mean that I a) like cashmere b) am quick c) dislike loud noise. (All of the above in fact.) Since it asks you questions and you just have to fill stuff in, it only takes a moment. So far, I've done it every day. A random sampling

THROUGH THE KEYHOLE...

Friday, 14 August 2009
I came across this picture on a photographer's website and instantly knew where, roughly when and of whose belongings it was taken. Isn't that weird that by seeing this place/person in magazine articles and pictures you can recognise it just from a detail? Sort of like recognising a friend by seeing their foot or ear. So who lives in a house like this?{photo - Andrew Durham}

PROGRESS...

Wednesday, 12 August 2009
Sometimes I go for a wander in ol' London town hoping to be inspired. Often I get annoyed and feel frustrated, can't accumulate enough inspiration, get tired and need to eat, end up eating something mediocre, then trudge home having emptied my purse with nothing to show for it. Stew, repeat. This was not one of those days. The warm sunshine didn't hurt, being more conducive to wandering than

YIPPEE...

Friday, 7 August 2009
Lyell for Urban Outfitters! Oh, please UO, for once make it available in Europe. I would gladly run the gauntlet of teens on summer holidays, tourists and discordant music that makes my ears bleed and makes me feel old, to get my hands on it.{via Refinery 29}

THERE IT IS...

Wednesday, 5 August 2009
I knew I had a photo of that Parisian doppelganger amphicar knocking around somewhere.

APPARTEMENTS DE FILLES A PARIS...

Monday, 3 August 2009
I've always been really curious about the Edition Paumes Paris books, but I had never actually seen a live one. How could I not be curious about these Japanese books with titles like Appartements de filles a Paris, Petits appartements a Paris, Appartements d'amoureux à Paris, Paris Kitchens, Paris Studios, Paris Brocante - you get the idea. How to order one of these little tomes from Japan always

80s VIDEO SATURDAY...

Saturday, 1 August 2009
Completely amazing/ridiculous/naive/including every cliched Paris landmark/wonderful/cringeworthy/from the vault of early music video. I think I actually preferred promos when they were like this.
edit: I have to link to another one, because I just realised this blog is 4 years old today. That must be a century in blog years - shouldn't we get a telegram from Al Gore or something?

ONE SUNNY DAY...

Tuesday, 28 July 2009
Last Saturday was a lone, glimmering sunny day and I made the most of it.

More on my flickr...

WELCOME TO MY WORLD...

{From bbc}

AVANT/APRES...

Friday, 24 July 2009
I looked at this poster for the UK release of Coco Avant Chanel for at least five minutes before I realised the very odd change from the original French one (left, obvs). Yes, it's in English, the avant is now before, possibly in case some bright spark who failed GCSE French thinks Avant is Gabrielle 'Coco' Chanel's real name. Some of the other text is also different, but...When looking at the

FROM THE DEPTHS...

Tuesday, 21 July 2009
I have a load of torn out pages from nineties Italian Vogues that I couldn't bear to part with when I moved back to London from Italy (and couldn't exactly bring my magazine stash with me). I found them in a drawer today, and though I wonder why I went to such trouble to keep some of the images, others, like this one, still resonate with me more than ten years later. I might post some more of

NEW MIU...

Sunday, 19 July 2009
I don't get particularly hot and bothered about the release of new ad campaigns these days. Too celebrity driven, too retouched, too shiny. But I was happy to see that after years of famous faces, Miu Miu has chosen relatively unknown models for autumn/winter 09 and has ditched the strong colours that have dominated the campaigns shot by Mert & Marcus for the past few years. As with the new Prada

I SPENT THE SUMMER...

Thursday, 16 July 2009
Slowly, halfway through July it began to dawn on me that apart from 3 days in Paris last month, I would not get to travel again this summer. As friends drift off to summerhouses on unpronounceable northern islands, to cross country road trips and to country homes, I wonder how I slipped through the net. I didn't and won't go to Lisbon or Switzerland or any of the other places I doodled in my

I SAY...

Sunday, 12 July 2009
Yesterday I had the pleasure of being invited to trundle along to The Chap Olympiad, held in Bedford Square Gardens - in the loveliest of the Bloomsbury squares. This event essentially celebrates Englishness. I will try and explain: Attendees might be wearing a tweed shooting outfit, full morning dress, or vintage lawn whites. They will almost certainly sport a monocle, a moustache, a pipe or all

SUMMER HAIR...

Wednesday, 8 July 2009
Ah, the topknot. Something that looks and feels so right for this summer. If this was Grazia magazine I might even say it's a great way to instantly update your look, but then I'd have to put an exclamation mark at the end and start calling it the "fun bun" or the "toppy" or something. I've been wearing my hair in a topknot to sleep ever since it got long enough to somehow wrap itself round my

MATERIAL GIRL...

Tuesday, 7 July 2009
You'd think I'd be all shopped out; but not having been clothes shopping for so long, then going for it like it was 2005 seems to have sparked my pre-recession fervour.Now I'm coveting this jewellery. (via Lena) I'm not buying it, just posting it here so I can admire it from time to time.

A FEW THINGS...

Sunday, 5 July 2009
Vanessa Bruno pale mint blouse, APC Russian dressVanessa Bruno off white lace panel linen T shirt, Isabel Marant Etoile thin plaid shirt (nope - not sick of plaid)I used to love coming to Paris and getting one thing from Vanessa Bruno each time. But when it started to become easily available in London (same thing happened with Isabel Marant), well, it became everyone's thing. Then there was the

SURPRISINGLY PLEASANT...

Saturday, 4 July 2009
French breakfast radishes. Yummy dipped in melted butter and sea salt. (Maybe not for breakfast though.)Carnations! The flower I've spent my life avoiding on garage forecourts.{my photos}

TWO THINGS...

Two things the French do particularly well are eyewear and underwear. [O.K., also: floristry, shoes, cooking, interior design, bread products, hairdressing, swimming costumes, yoghurt, wine, bicycling in heels, scarves (obviously), small dogs, cafes, and beauty products.] Let's just stick with two for a minute. Glasses: When I was looking for my first pair of prescription glasses I kept noticing

THINGS I WISH I'D BOUGHT IN LES SOLDES...

Friday, 3 July 2009
Chloe multistrap wedges - oh they had my size, oh they had all the colours. Oh, even half price they were more than 250 euros. Elegance is refusal, elegance is refusal (keep saying it).Heimstone Bergerac dress. I am in love with the print. I also tried the Roxane at the store in rue du Cherche Midi but it was such a hot day my brain started to short fuse and I had to get out. I now notice the

PARIS DIANA...

Thursday, 2 July 2009
I used my Diana camera for the first time in Paris. It was so easy to take out and about because it's so light. I didn't really believe that any of the photos would come out, so I tried not to use it for anything I'd be upset about not getting. I ended up with nine photos (should have been twelve - ahem, lens cap). Strangely the vignetting is much stronger on the scans. But I love the randomness

GETTING DRESSED...

I've been thinking about how inspired I get by just looking at people in Paris. Not just young people; almost everyone really has it together. It came to me that in Paris 85% of people are interesting to look at, it's important to them, they appreciate both style and craftsmanship. It makes for an inspiring whole if you're in a place where beauty is attended to and nurtured in everything. It's as

VOCABULARY TEST...

Tuesday, 30 June 2009
It was very late on a Wednesday night in Paris.
Elisabeth had taken me along to a gorgeous party and I was walking home feeling a little elegantly wasted. Glad of the walk, but not sure of the area, I tensed up as I saw a couple of dodgy looking geezers approach. Here we go, they're going to ask me the time first, then start hassling me. They closed in and one of them said;

"Vous etes ravissante

SERENDIPITY...

Monday, 29 June 2009
*When I realised my trip to Paris coincided with Les Soldes I was very happy. I love the Paris sales - everything is 50 or 40% off straight away and boutiques still function as places where you get service, rather than places where the staff bung all the stock on the shop floor, then run away and leave you to elbow your way through the dregs. It's all quite civilised and I don't know if it's a

OUI...

Tuesday, 23 June 2009
London, I'm leaving you. (For a few days anyway.)

CLEO DE 5 A 7...

Friday, 19 June 2009
I have wanted to see this film forever, and kicked myself for not buying the DVD when I had the chance at an Agnes Varda exhibition in Paris. But thanks to some kind soul we can all watch it.It was really interesting but kind of boring - and that will be the title for my new book on French New Wave cinema! No, seriously, it was perhaps not a good idea to watch it when I was feeling restless, as

WATCH OUT, IT'S A LUVVIE MOMENT...

Thursday, 18 June 2009
I realised last night that the reason for going to see opera or ballet, for me at least, is the peak moment. I'm not so interested in technical accomplishment, the set design is not usually stimulating enough to hold my attention and the costumes shouldn't distract from the performance. I'm not thinking about any of those things. Just trying to lose myself to the point where I'm not distracted by

STONED...

Tuesday, 16 June 2009
Playing nurse to Lola, who alternately face plants in her food, stares at the wall for hours or lies purring with her little head cupped in my hand. She doesn't seem to be aware of the huge bald patch below her collar. Heavy sedation prior to manhandling, an anaesthetic, 3 x-rays, numerous blood tests - and this very expensive (but excellent value!) animal is home with a course of painkillers and

PHOEBE'S BACK...

Saturday, 13 June 2009
Thank God. Phoebe Philo's first collection for Celine. See the rest here. Finally, something for, as Cathy Horyn coined it, the post Helmut Lang generation (i.e. me). {photos from Style.com}

LETTERS FROM AMERICA...

Tuesday, 9 June 2009
Hello, hello. I have no excuses for my lack of posts in the last week, none at all. However, I have been getting very friendly with the postman, who either calls me "love" or "mate", and somehow coming from him I don't mind it at all. Maybe because he is delivering all kinds of goodies from the US of A via Internetland. I was very lucky to actually kind of WIN something for the first time in my

QUOTE OFF...

Tuesday, 2 June 2009
"Fashion is what one wears oneself. What is unfashionable is what other people wear." "Be yourself; everyone else is already taken."Oscar Wilde"Florals are for middle-aged women with weight problems.""Chanel is an institution, and you have to treat an institution like a whore – and then you get something out of her."Karl Lagerfeld

MEMORIES...

Monday, 1 June 2009
I always get a little sentimental in Liberty's fabric department; actually it's possible that I get a little weepy and nostalgic and find myself holding onto shelves stroking fabric while trying to control a whoosh of emotion. When I was a wee young thing my sweet Granny B would take me to Liberty to choose printed cotton for a dress or a skirt that she would then make me. (I'm having deja vu - I

WANDERLUST RISING...

Sunday, 31 May 2009
Looking through my flickr sets of places I've travelled to makes me want . to . GO . SOMEWHERE . NOW. 1- Florence, Italy, May '082- Champagne, France, June '08 3- Musandam Peninsula, Oman, December '07

CREATIVE VISUALISATION...

Thursday, 28 May 2009
I went to pick up my glasses and um, I don't really like them* at all! But the optician said no, they really suit you, especially with your job being a librarian. I went, what? I'm not a librarian! Oh! No! I was just messing around when I was trying them on and saying oh these ones, I'm a librarian, these ones, I'm an architect etc etc. He looked quite dismayed.That was a little flimsy for a blog

COCO...

Wednesday, 27 May 2009
I went to a screening of Coco Before Chanel last night. (Merci E!) I noticed a good few women there were wearing ropes of pearls or were dressed in black, and I admit even I re-pedicured my toes with Rouge Noir. Something about Coco Chanel makes you feel she would be perfectly capable of rising from the dead to give you a good bollocking for seeing 'her' film improperly groomed. Thankfully,

QUIET...

Tuesday, 26 May 2009
Sorry it's quiet here. Lola has injured herself quite badly trying to jump up from the garden, while the steps that I fell through were finally being replaced. Bizarrely it was the top step that I fell through and the very same top step that she jumped through, which hurt her spine and hind legs. I had to call out the emergency vet at midnight on Saturday night who gave her an injection (and

AESOP...

Wednesday, 20 May 2009
I finally visited the Aesop shop in Mount Street, an area that has undergone a radical transformation from sleepy Mayfair backwater, home to a couple of posh hairdressers, in the past couple of years. Balenciaga, Lanvin, Annick Goutal, the revamped Scotts and The Connaught are the sights, not the quaint old fashioned shops, though the butchers and the tobacco shop still seem to be hanging on. A

PIANO...

Monday, 18 May 2009
I'm in a funny mood today. I either want to go back to bed or buy things instead of paying my parking ticket. The Piano Shirt I liked from last A/W is half price at Toujours Toi...

NEWS...

Sunday, 17 May 2009
*The Evening Standard has suffered a horrific re-design, in particular the ES magazine, which I've been picking up every Friday for god knows how many years, now looks like a free small town gazette or some kind of brochure that sells yachting equipment. That title font: How could they? (They've also given Peaches Geldof her own advice column, but at least you can flick past that.)*A.P.C. are

THE INTERNETS HAVE FINALLY BLINDED ME...

Thursday, 14 May 2009
Well, that is perhaps a slight exaggeration. I had an eye test yesterday; my first in er, cough, oh look over there, um, never. Wow. I'd never needed one before because of my perfect 20/20 vision you see. That was the misapprehension I had been labouring under anyway. But since all I ever do is stare at a computer screen, scroll, type and read I thought I'd better get it checked out. They put me

THEN AND NOW...

Tuesday, 12 May 2009
Then: Charlotte Rampling in Georgy Girl - Now: photographed by Jacques Bosser. Then: Jane Birkin with Serge - credit unknown - Now: photographed by Carole BellaïcheContinuing on a theme - I have been pondering this so much that I think I could fill an entire book on the subject. It's hard to marshal my thoughts though. I'm wondering how it is that (I'll speak for myself at least) Jane Birkin and

OH MARC, LOLA LOVES YOU TOO...

Friday, 8 May 2009
She will be impossible to live with now Marc Jacobs has gone and named a perfume after her. (I do believe Venetia Scott's daughter is also called Lola)

TREASURES...

Wednesday, 6 May 2009
Left: my mum and my uncle c.1949, right: my granny c.1910My mum and granny c.1960{family photos ©}

RETURN...

I've been away visiting family far away from London. This photo is misleading: I took it round the corner from my flat before I went. I hardly took any pictures there but it was green, so green everywhere. I saw a lot of cute lambs and then I ate one. Trying to assimilate back into a life that doesn't include doing the Telegraph cryptic crossword every day (as my aunt does, my mum did and my

LOVE . THIS . MASHUP...

Thursday, 30 April 2009
People are so clever.

A REALLY LONG POST ABOUT LUGGAGE AND NOT EVEN ANY PHOTOS...

{*But click the links and I'll try to add some photos later...}Believe it or not, there are a few things I dislike shopping for. Most electrical goods for one; really anything where function exists without any thought to form. If I have to buy stuff, the criteria is always style and substance. There must be both or I get very grumpy at having to shell out the cash. I've only ever had crappy

HOW TO MAKE BEAUTY LAST...

Tuesday, 28 April 2009
The answer is that without the beauty in the picture there would be no Lola Is Beauty. Without Celia Hammond there would be no Lola - well there might be a Lola but she would have a different name and would probably not be allowed to sunbathe on her owner's sofa. She might even be dead. For it was, one not very warm August day seven years ago that I entered the Celia Hammond Animal Trust with a

DELAY...

Monday, 27 April 2009
Brayne note warkeing toaday. Tomorrow better promise.In the meantime, can anyone guess in what very important way the girl in the photo is connected with this blog? {photo Terence Donovan}

MAD ET LEN...

Saturday, 25 April 2009
There just aren't enough pictures of Mad et Len's gorgeous bath products online so I decided to rectify that with a hasty poladroid or two. At a local shop I fell in love with their packaging and then succumbed to a swooning fit over the Gardenia candle. But it was so expensive - like £27 for a small candle or £47 for a bath oil. The next time I went back the whole display had been removed and I

DIAL L FOR LOVE...

Friday, 24 April 2009
How did we ever live before you could wake up in the morning with a song stuck in your head and immediately watch the video on youtube? I really don't remember. This morning my song was Word Up by Cameo. (That's quite a codpiece first thing in the a.m.)I took my new shoes for a spin this morning and so far, so comfy. I'm always schlepping about on foot and after years of pounding the streets in