I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a change—a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.

Jacket – Courtesy of H! by Henry Holland for Debenhams, Shirt – I Don’t Like Mondays, Cowl Scarf around waist – Gmarket, Belt & Bag – Courtesy of Jin Yoo 103684, Cut black jeans – Zara, Boots – Office,

You don’t have to whisper, I know I have a huge sack of potato around my waist. Where else would I keep my ‘tater butt? The scarf is unfortunately nearing its death and due to the stale economic climate I cannot provide it a more luxurious retirement – hence the relocation to general butt area. Next thing it’ll be around my ankles and then finally off the body.

Thank you Leonie for the photos!

Camera: Sony NEX-5, Furry Bumbag – ASOS,  Militaryesque Bumbag – Angels Sale, Skirt – Courtesy of Storets.com, Shirt – Gmarket

Just a quick one today: Immidiate Future, the PR agency that represents Sony sent over the NEX-5 for a ride around the block for 2 weeks. I’ve only done the introductory handshake with it so I haven’t got much to share on its usability or functions, but that grip was pretty impressive. The camera’s a hybrid between a DSLR and a point-and-shoot with interchangeable lenses, and most vital of all for us fash bloggers, it doesn’t need an entire bag of its own like my needy tank Canon does. In fact, concerning how many cameras bloggers sold for Canon the past few years, I really hope this camera will get them slightly nervous.

Be right back with a few testshots!

Lee Klabin Showroom in Shoreditch

Why did we ever ditch corsets? Oh right, because women started falling off high walls and into seas because corsets were too tight and then they ended up marrying pirates. Well I’m glad Lee Klabin is all about corsets and accentuating lady-lumps, because frankly I’ve had enough of designers designing for, basically, women with boy figures. (How many of them are there anyway?) I understand women started dressing like men to display a sense of equality and power, but if you really want power, you don’t join the team, you beat it. With ladylumps. OK that was graphic, sorry. I was awed by how Lee Klabin seemed to dominate the board, with corset designs ranging from light angelic pieces to dark warrioresque. My personal favourites though, were the ones jersey – the one fabric you don’t expect structure from.

Thank you Desiree for inviting me down & showing me around!

Blouse – Vintage, Top – Emma Cook (Sample Sale), Skirt – Courtesy of Susie!, Pants – Gmarket, Socks – Sheer Socks, Shoes – Take 10 Schuh

Left to right: Leia, Sherin, Adele, Sabine, MJ, Saskia, Vicki, Jen, Sarah

Note: Green brogues not part of Take10 challenge, from Kate Kanzier

I feel like all I do nowadays is grumble – sure, I was under a witch spell for a few days but it just went on after that, like the fashion flu – whoever coined that phrase needs to be jailed. The Take10 shot was Take 10 million shots in the stairwells of my new flat, and I’d growl after standing in front of the camera a minute too long realising the timer wasn’t on. So in essence I was just staring at a hunk of plastic on three legs – cue in the grumble echo up four flights.

I should’ve posted this forever and a day ago, so apologies to the rest of the Take10 crew about that! If anyone’s curous, the Schuh brogues are slightly small, so best to go a size up. Either that or again I don’t really know my shoe size. Quite a worrying thought, that.

More photos here!
Wearing: Cardigan – Uniqlo, Shirt – Gmarket, Jeans – Courtesy of MiH for Liberty, Boots – DIY studded Vintage, Skirt – One of Susie’s leftovers that she just gave o_O <3

The yardsale was on fire on Sunday, what a blast! Who knew there was life before noon on Sundays? I arrived a bit late (fashionably retarded, that’s me) but there were already so many people loitering around the tables, eyeing each piece that came out of the seller’s suitcases. Some stuff didn’t even make it onto the table, I hear. My Chloé blouse was the first to go, and thus started the how to become a yardsale millionaire without addition skills. If you saw me pause before calling out the total price, that was me contemplating whether or not to use fingers. THATS WHY I STUDIED ART.
I also couldn’t help but overhear “Ann Demeulemeester… one pound…Preen…2 pounds…” over from Susie’s table and thought I must be hearing a collage of sounds jumbled up in a wrong order but it turns out her most her pricing was indeed £1!! And there I was, requesting £12 for a cashmere sweater that didn’t even have a brand tag. #ohtheshame.

Talented Vicky was our residential sketcher, as DSLRs are now so out of trend; she made her models stand in a pose while she sketched within a matter of minutes. Miss Frou Frou and I did the usual PDA – my love for her and her blog is beyond expression by ramble. Star blogger Alice was incidentally in town with her sister (blond hottie with polkadot skirt), and you won’t believe how tiny she is. Wrapping my hands around her waist (wait, more PDA here) was like grasping my thighs. Tom and his lady Worthington cordially paid us a visit (and ate all the wonderful Satay Chicken), as Ferry the Ferret changed outfits twice. Kit sold a pink porcelain pig cookie jar (to Susie, no other), and a mannequin torso (to…Susie), and later informed me she disinfected her coin pouch when she got home.

Thank you Susie for being such a gracious host, and Kit, Fiona, Zara, Nadia, Steve, John and Tommy for making this one heck of a party. I’ll be expecting another yardsale for third week of August 2011, 2012…infinity and beyond if you don’t mind please.