Deceptively comfortable?

October 19, 2009

There’s been mumerings about these Alexander McQueen shoes in some feminist corners of the internets, and they’ve been one of the most-pictured items from the fashion weeks:

amcq shoes

Now I’m one of the first people to wonder at how on earth so many women manage to go around all day in any heel above an inch (I think this is to do with having short legs.  In order to keep up with people I can’t totter, I have to stride).  But I reckon the model’s feet are almost flat inside these cocoons.

For real killer boots, one need look no further than ones local friendly fetish retailer for a pair of these bad boys:

ballet boots



Good mourning

October 19, 2009

I was idly looking through the vintage section on ebay the other day, as I do on occasions of severe boredom/procrastination, when I came across this:

victorian lace and fur mourning cape

(Victorian (apparently) black and lace mourning cape, ebay)

It ticks a lot of the boxes on the whole gothish/blackonblack look thats been bubbling under for a couple of years (since A/W 07?  A remember a few months of journalists attempting to get us to use the term ‘new grave’…).  This has all been very exciting for me and the ghost of my 15-year-old self.

It’s also an all-in-one answer to Queen Michelle‘s decree of all-black outfits needing to be multi-textured in this post.

I was anguished to find that it went for a mere £49 (which I couldn’t afford, but only by, like, £39), so decided to look around and see if mourning capes were on the up more generally.  I found these:


(ebay, still available here:  http://bit.ly/RttaL – quick, but it or I’ll have to!)


(etsy, http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=30168023)

So, what do you think?  Would you wear a Victorian mourning cape, or would it make you feel a bit like you were going to a funeral?


A bit of a Fearne Cotton

October 13, 2009

Cotton, Fearne (n):  a British TV presenter and ‘style icon’.

“A bit of a Fearne Cotton” (n): 1.  Someone who has good ideas and is definitely going in the right direction but just doesn’t get quite it right.  2.  An outfit which suggests that the person wearing it may be such a person.


Exhibit A:  Love the dress, the statement shoulders show clear psychic abilities (she wore this in 2007!), and the length shows off her awesome legs.  The dolly stripper shoes stop it from looking too cutesy, as do the black tights.  That necklace might also be a good choice, but I can’t tell.  Why?  BECAUSE SOMEONE THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO PUT LONG HAIR OVER THOSE SHOULDERS.


Exhibit B.  Those round-the-head headband things that push your hair up and make you look like Frankenstein should not be worn by anyone over the age of 18, and only then because they can get away with blaming it on youthful indescretion.  Black socks.  Under.  Shiny gold tights.  That’s like the kind of thing I would do….


Introducing me!

October 13, 2009

So I thought I should get it over with and post the first picture of myself!

Unfortunately my computer seems to be denying all knowledge of my memory card, so I can’t put up anything recent right now, but I’ve got this from about a year ago.Summer 08

(cardigan, zara; top, my mum’s from the 70s; scarf, claire’s accessories)

I think of myself as one of those girls who can’t do casual dressing.  I wish wish wish I could pull of t-shirt and jeans and still look good, but it just doesn’t.  This means that I generally go about my life looking a bit overdressed, which I don’t really mind :).  I am therefore very proud of this outfit, as one of the few outfits I could happily kick about in the park/go to a sweaty gig in without feeling silly.

The top is one of the very few things my mum kept from back in the day, which has made me take a vow that I will never get rid of any after my clothes ever, unless I think I can make a real killing on ebay.   Also, I have to point out the utter essentiality of a biscuit cardigan.  They go with everything black doesn’t.  Unfortunately I can’t get into the top anymore, and I lost the cardigan (I consider all of my posessions to be on loan until I invariably leave them in the pub/on the bus/under a bush somewhere), but the spirit of this outfit lives on.


Fashion Fresher

October 13, 2009

There are two reasons for the title of my first post:

1.  I am a student.

2.  It is the start of the year.

3.  I have never blogged, nor even attempted to write down my thoughts about fashion before.

I am very glad to say that I am NOT a fresher (great skin and ability to drink all night without a hangover: good, constant insecurities and vague sense that you’re supposed to be having fun: bad).

I’ve spent the last 2 years having to wear “work clothes” (put together at 5:30 in the dark in a hurry with no coffee) I’m rather enjoying being let off the leash now that I’m a student again…perhaps a bit too much.  I sit writing this with newly died apricot hair, a purple dress with a bright green t-shirt underneath, white fishnets and peach legwarmers laid out for tomorrow.  I’m sure I’ll calm down soon.

So this blog is partly my adventures in new-found fashion freedom, but also a showcase for the fashions on my small provincial campus.

I hope you like.