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?