mmmm...

Interesting fact:

In the reception of Alexander McQueen is a stuffed polar bear.

I wanted to touch it.

xo

Nina Ricci

I love the Spring 2010 Ready-To-Wear Collection:

I saw the above dress and the dress above that in the Nina Ricci shop in Paris on Avenue Montaigne.

The dress above had a really interesting feature which was that the hems were basically unfinished. My friend didn't like this about the dress, but I actually did. I think it made it look more flowing, if the hems were finished I think it would have looked to formal and clean or even stiff, I quite liked the way it looked slightly rough whilst being a really nice dress.

I like this collection because the colours - pale pinks/nudes and blacks, reminded me of vintage inspired, and antiques.

The lace and the chiffon also added to the vintage feel of the collection. But the collection was also quite edgy with the way the fabrics were put together in a slightly messy looking way but organised at the same time.

This collection would make me feel like a princess if I wore it, I think.

I also love the Fall 2010 Ready-to-Wear collection:

I really liked the huge fabric roses used on skirts and dresses in this collection. They make me want to reach out and touch them to feel the texture of the fabrics.

I also liked the way they've carried on the nude colours into Fall but making them warmer.

I love the use of the faux fur trimmings, reminds me of hand muffs. Maybe hand muffs will come into fashion? I can imagine rich women wearing Nina Ricci outfits with hand muffs out in the cold... Very chic.

Peter Copping please carry on going down this route, I think you're doing well this year.

I looooove it.

xo

Listening to Starry Eyed by Ellie Goulding.

Images courtesy of Style.com

i'm obsessed with this mess that's america.

I can't stop dreaming of being Lily Allen.

What have I done today?
Not much...
Watched a programme about Alexander McQueen - twice.
Read about Fashion Psychology.
Wrote a letter.
Viewed two houses.
Dreamed about being Lily Allen.
Made apple crumble.

Not a very productive day to be quite honest.

Now I shall force myself to go to sleep with obsessive thoughts of Alexander McQueen.
*sigh*

xo

ps. Listening to the whirring of someone else's extractor fan really isn't particularly entertaining.

Paris Photographs.

Bonjour!

So I'm back from Pareeeeeeeees!

Had a few surprises on the way to and in Paris :)

Bumped into Henry Holland on our Eurostar!

Clearly I don't make a very good Paprazzi but I really didn't want to come off COMPLETELY stalkerish.

Even though I did start shaking with excitement at the fact that we were going to be on the same Eurostar as him. And we did sit near him whilst waiting to board... and I walked in front of him when we got in to Gare du Nord in Paris. Love.

I sadly didn't have the guts to talk to him. I felt stupid because I was wearing his boots and I felt like a complete and utter gay. Tbqh.

I regret it now but hey. I always fear people are just going to be really rude to me.

It's the whole meeting your idols thing and them being rude to you which makes you dislike them. Don't want to ruin my view of him. Not saying he's horribe, just that he might not like me.

Although thanks to Grazia magazine on the Eurostar he watches Will and Grace (and has the boxset) just like me. Destiny!

Anyway... Paris!

It was so good to step back on to Parisian soil. Oh it's like coming home. Hearing the french talking all around me, seeing the french buildings, smelling the usual smell of roasting chestnuts on every corner, reminds me of Christmas times when my parents used to take me up to Paris to see the windows in Printemps and Galerie Lafayette. The memories came flooding back! Going in to Monoprix and remembering Mum buying me my first sunglasses of choice which had three little cats along the arms. Finding metro tickets in all the pockets of my clothes, remembering how angry Mum used to get when I forgot they were in my pockets and after washing my clothes finding them all crumpled up and smushed in the pockets.

It also reminded me of how rusty my french is getting! But brought a few words back to me.

We only spent three days in Paris but it felt like a week. We did so much!

My favourite part? (Not just seeing Henry Holland on the train)

Seeing Karl Lagerfeld walk into Chanel on Rue Cambon!

Even if it was just the back of his head. I don't care. It's made my day!

Next year I am sitting outside Chanel forever just to see his face!

Anyway I am crazy tired right now.

Think I might watch a film before bed time. Hopefully post some Paris photos tomorrow.

The black and white films will have to wait to be developed.

Au revoir!

xo

its really strange.

I find it really strange to go on to the ASOS homepage and see the face of a boy I used to be friends with in secondary school. It's even stranger to find fashion blogs about how gorgeous girls think he is (this doesn't surprise me so much as most of the girls in secondary school thought he was hot then too). It's also weird to find he's changed his first name for his modelling career but hey.

It's even weirder to think that he's an adult now. I always imagine him as when I saw him last which was when he was being a proper boy and being boyishly nasty to my friends and I. Throwing stones at our tent in the middle of the night one night during a girls sleepover to scare us. Shooting water pistols at us over the garden fence... And he's an adult now? Times have changed!

He's a pretty damn good model I should say though.

I hope his career goes well :)

I really dislike...

When you get all excited to see someone and then you don't see them.