It’s a status that avoids many pitfalls and irritations, like mascara, eyebrow taming, concealer and crows feet. I shall be adopting it as my signature look.
Carrying on with my Winter Coat reveals, I give you this have it all, yet look so bloody casual, Uniqlo Trench Coat, thanks to my old Model mate, Ines de La Fressange and her collaboration with Uniqlo. It’s magnificent in it’s versatility and I promise you that it’s very fine heritage owes more than a passing ‘merci’ to Yohji Yamamoto circa Mark Ascoli, and to Jil Sander circa herself in the early days. I would have put a shot of me revelling in it’s fabulousness but I’ve ordered the wrong size and I don’t want to look weird in it. It is my favourite type of clothing because it does more than it says on the hanger.
This is a little tiny blog to give directions for you to beat a path to a very trendy ( yes, make up does whizz in and out of trends), make up outlet that I have been enjoying privately, on your behalves. It absolutely does what it says on it’s packaging. My daughters and I, seem to be hosting it’s Flagship store in Dorset, given the amount of Kiko products lounging around our bathrooms. The make up and skincare brand Kiko emanates from Milan and is quite a regular on the high street in Paris, and now it’s time for us to light up our lips and enhance our cheekbones with their very funky colours and beautifully researched creams, without needing a passport. The Flagship Store is at 20 paces from Topshop, just around the corner, on Regent street.
I really want to spread the joy by writing about a book that I’m utterly passionate about. I want to have the feeling of falling in love with, the prose, a character inhabiting a book’s pages, the ethos, concept and insight or to be really committed to turning each page so much so that I want to force you all to love the book as much as I do. I wouldn’t hold back because, I’d want to tell you all so that you don’t miss out. None of these yearnings am I feeling about Michela Wrong’s book, Borderlines. My disclaimer is, just because you saw me reading it, doesn’t mean that I like it. Kindly someone in our book Club took a punt and suggested this for our current read. As with all of us, we don’t write the books, so no stones thrown at the purveyor. I feel as though I’ve taken one for the team. ‘ I’ve read it, so you don’t have to’, sort of thing. But I do want to keep you in the loop with my life, therefore a little component called reading is fairly important and I wish I could rant and rage in depth about just how much I disliked Borderlines by Michela Wrong (don’t…). A good rant would be exciting and maybe controversial even, but it’s not even worth our time. Apologies to anyone who may feel that it’s their seminal read. Just ain’t mine. Moving on in order to alleviate the dreary, I turn a 180 and shall spread the joy garnered from Amy Poehler’s book Yes Please. It isn’t the answer to all our prayers but it is an answer to some of our uncertainties. It’s not a ‘self help’ but it’s a ‘help yourself ‘ read. I have laughed, been incredulous, been critical and actually been a little enlightened. Not about her famous life, so much as her un-famous life. She is totally real and reveals some painful mistakes and some previously unspoken, but quietly suspected advice on sex, which I admire and may employ. Amy Poehler referenced some girl giggles that we all have waving at us from our school days and which we must remember, we don’t need to be in a school uniform to experience. I love this woman, all her facets. She’s a flawed friend…like all of us.
This is a book that slips down a treat and it filled me up with a happy confidence that it’s all ok.
This little missive, my friends is the ultimate in altruism. I am here in all my fake fur fabulousness, loitering in my own back garden… last Autumn. Which is all the proof you need to follow me down the garden path, into the high street, and beyond. Carine Roitfeld, formerly of French Vogue, and now Global Fashion Director of Harpers Bazaar, sixty and sexy, has turned her fantastic style into a tangible collection available from Uniqlo, one of my go to High Street Brands.
Mostly I am seen to be wandering the chiller aisle in the supermarket, standing on the edge of a sports pitch cheering my daughters on, or cleaning out the chickens, looking like this. It’s casual and puts people at ease when they see me approaching…
Thank you Mr Ungaro for ever thinking that I could pull this off.
Happy making, AND getting the message through.
“It’s not just about promoting diversity of race or skin tone, but really showing the full breadth of womanhood – we’re seeing this with models ranging in not just race, but size and age,”
BWT, I do include men in this doctrine.
For your chance to be as close as possible for (non celebrity fashionistas), to a catwalk show, a luxury goods atelier and a glimpse into the inception of one of the worlds most covetable fashion houses, get your mere mortal butts over to 180, The Strand, London WC2.
The Louis Vuitton Series 3 Exhibition, will take you on a journey through white tunnels, Parisienne streets, a luxury goods workroom complete with humans, a laser pattern cutting scenario and you will have front row seats at Louis Vuitton’s AW ’15 Fashion show.
Got to be said that here is the single most versatile item of clothing that I’ve bought in the last month or so. They are yours and mine very, very comfy, streamlining, all terrain encompassing, ( off road, on carpet and in the restaurant ) new best friend. Designer Tracksuits are the new tailored trouser. With a little bit of aplomb they can take you anywhere you’d like to go. I paid £45 at Adidas for the thrill of ownership, which you could say is quite a lot for tracksuit bottoms. But(t)…