Look 1 Boyfriend Fit Cargo Trousers – Uniqlo, Jacket & Bag – Zara, Shirt – YesStyle, Shoes – Sam Edelman

Look 2 Trousers – Uniqlo, Jacket – Vintage, Furry Bumbag – ASOS, Sweater – YesStyle

Look 3 Trousers – Uniqlo, Knitted jacket – Topshop Unique, Leather Jacket – Alpine Stars by Denise Focil, Shoes – Topshop, Necklace – COS, Shirt – American Apparel, Polkadot top – Motel Rocks

I say 3 different looks but I do realise that when you lean back a little and squint it’s really just one outfit, or one big ball of minty marshmallow-thing. Hey at least it’s healthy, this pastel obsession. Because erh… mint is a herb? I digress. I’m back on my favourite collaboration project with Uniqlo and will be posting many many many marshmallow outfits into Uniqlooks via Facebook, join me in on the fun! This is actually fun because I genuinely like Uniqlo and would’ve happily sold all my possessions for some extra fine merino socks anyway! Best improvement about Uniqlooks is the fact that they made a ‘share on Facebook wall’ an option so all my hipster ‘2-kool-4-skool’ Central Saint Martins buddies on Facebook from don’t need to be updated what eyebrow-raising things I do in my spare time.

Thank you hubby for your photo services x

Andel’s Lodz Hotel

Kimono jacket

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– Obakki (Robinson Pfeffer), Red Dress – AA (via Blogger Yard Sale), Sweater – Vintage (Blogger Yard Sale), Boots – H&M, Bag – Courtesy of Chanel, Belt – Zara, Sunglasses – UO

As much as they resemble teleportation rings, these oblong structures are merely creatures of architectural ingenuity – vertical air passageways in the knock-out hotel that is generously hosting us in Łódz. Although, it does seem like there was a fair amount of teleportation involved in getting Jen and Kit over to Poland; 2 months of long-distance skyping and all of a sudden we were sprawled on the floor in a train heading towards Łódz (prounounced Oodge) – the city of Polish Fashion Week. By 3pm we washed up at the doorsteps of Andel’s Hotel after a morning of relentless travel – both Kit and Jen having flown in in the morning; but it wasn’t necessarily the exhaustion that kept us drifting in the corridors instead of swimming straight out into the fashion week crowd. A former-textile mill factory, the space computes to about 7,900m² in lot size, complete with unexposed bricks, loft rooms and art installations adorning the corners of the halls. Do I even have to explain why it’s so appealing? Londoners go mental for conversion units, I used to live in an amazing Victorian school conversion in East London 2 years ago and spotted hopeful new tenants waiting in a U-Haul van whenever I left the house to dispose of garbage. NOT YET OKAY?

The primary reason we’re here is for the fashion week, but honestly speaking, once we’ve dipped our feet in the rooftop pool I don’t think we’ll care much for the outside world. Just saying.

Sweater & Skirt – Courtesy of American Apparel, Shoes – Vanessa Bruno (The Outnet), Shirt – Make Lemonade Vintage shop, belt – JHYoo (Factoriem), Bag – ASOS

Thank you Kit for the snaps!

Ew there’s that ham face again. In light of all things happened, that lollypop is proving to be one powerful prop. Does my face not look like world hunger is solved? Not that I purposefully bought a chupachup, unwrapped it and sucked on it for 10 minutes before deeming it good enough to be a part of the shoot. On the other hand I would not have dared to part with that thing whether Jen or Kit tried wrangling it off of me or not. It makes me happy and my inner kid’s hunger, if not the world, is solved for now. What visa woes?

Wait let me just say now, the only visa I want to be reminded of is the kind with the magic magnetic stripe in the back. Otherwise you warrant me to pull out a piece of skin from your nail cuticle.

I love you too.

White sheer blouse – Courtesy of AA, Leather skirt – Vintage, Knit coat – Topshop Unique, Shoes – Topshop, Bag & Belt – Courtesy of JHYoo

Just around the corner from Sloane Street where MCM Rain event took place, wee

Just a quick note, not mainly because it’s that time of month and general coherency for a grammatically sound paragraph is held hostage by dominatrix hormones, I’m off to Warsaw again on the 1st of February. I don’t mean to shift clouds around and cause polarbears to play Twister on broken icecaps, (ok that’s just a really sad image, sorry) but this time is the visa trip. If nature could so kindly provide me with a UK visa tree, I would cut down on my carbon footprint considerably… hello, any unloved frogs want to evolve into a tree? Although, it won’t be long till the UK government decides to chop them down to fuel the blowdryers they used to melt the snow at Heathrow airport a month ago.

Thank you Kit for the shots!

James Freeman Gallery in N1; What I’m wearing: Jacket – ASOS, Dress – c/o AA, Sweater – c/o Maska, Shoes – Cutesyshoes, Bag – c/o JHYoo

I know I’m probably shaking up the blog’s niche bottle blog by posting about random fine art – if I start writing about gas exhaust pipe models then you’ll know when to pull that Niche Alarm. No, not Nietzsche – Niche, ‘fish’ with an Italian accent, and swap the f with an n. Some bloggers can learn a thing or two googling that word, not that I’m being a good example right now.

Anyway, enough with the snark. To borrow the common-used phrase from the web: You’ll poop bricks when you see it. I had the opportunity to pop by HyeMin’s exhibition the other day and really did go in my pants when I understood the illustrations. She’d pen-drawn IKEA products straight out of the catalogue along with their prices, and was then selling the artworks for that retail price. So if the price of the kitchen-set was £820 after the January Sale, then the illustration cost £820. The idea was to explore the relationship between original work vs. mass production, both in price and concept. Throughout the hour circling the basement of the James Freeman gallery, guests were picking up affordable items, (i.e. Lampstand for £12.99) and purchasing them straight off the artist. The amazing thing about this, other than the fact that she was making a lot of easy dough, was that this was essentially performance art – with her acting both as creator and salesperson.

Fun! Me not smart enough to explain how that has any relevance to fashion but I’m sure those smarter than me figured that one out already.