Monday, 18 June 2012
Tuesday, 5 October 2010
Whistles meets Swan Lake
I love this Whistles 'Evangeline' feather dress. Back in Cambridge, there was a 'Snow Ball' held every December by one of the colleges, and this would have been a perfect occasion to wear this Bjorn like creation. Sadly times have changed. I'm working in London now, where there is little opportunity for my inner fashionista to break free, and when she does its in a sensibly cool dress by Acne or Alex Wang. So please, SJPs out there, go and get this dress for me. Use WH25AW10 from 5th - 15th October and the lovely Whistles will give you a massive 25% off (works for everything). xo
Saturday, 2 October 2010
Pigeon light
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
Girly Louis Ghosts
The Philippe Starck Louis Ghost chairs for Kartell have got to be one of my favourite chairs ever. I have four transparent ones in my kitchen and they look fab. As Lucia Van Der Post says, they take up no "visual space" and so they're perfect for a small room. Anyway, they now come in Barbie, which I think is uber cute.
For sale with thewhiteroom.com and others.
Tuesday, 28 September 2010
Shoe Stories
Have you heard about the Selfridges shoe story competition? Tell them your shoe story on the website and you could be in with the chance of winning a whole load of new shoes. Exciting stuff. Of course I wanted to write a poem, but the nasty site wouldn't let me put in line breaks. Anyway, here it is:
The day I failed my exams, or 'The death of the black shoes'
On the day I found out that I had failed my neuroscience exam
I was supposed to be going to a celebratory party:
A garden party
With all the other neuroscience students.
Obviously that was now out of the question.
No one else had failed the exam.
Just me.
And drinking alone is a new level of pathetic
I didn’t think I’d quite reached.
So I looked at the board one last time,
(Just to check candidate number 143
was where I expected it, between 142 and 144 and not somewhere else
like after 167 or 95)
Then sighed
And went straight to Topshop.
I bought a pair of pink high heels with a big pink bow
In soft fake leather with a 10% student discount,
Threw my boring black neuroscience shoes in the bin,
Put the pink shoes on.
And went to the garden party.
NB this is a true story. When I came back
for another year of neuroscience
the following September
I wished I hadn’t thrown the boring black shoes away.
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