I left myheart in Stockholm, possibly next to the half-eaten monster cinnamon roll that proved to be my kryptonite. And for this Greek-blooded "what's the point of cold holidays?" ignoramus the fact that the -13 C temperatures did very little to dampen my spirit says rather a lot about how much I liked the place!
I was in Stockholm for fashion week thanks to the lovely people at Filippa K and Mercedes Benz Fashion Week. You can read my report from the fashion trenches of Scandi-cool at Style.com here. I liked the place, the people, the silly little hissy fits that at times kept me entertained and at others made me despair about it all, stocking up on Daim bars at the 7-11 to last a whole winter and the fact that Acne is so damn cheaper over there! I did damage but for the benefit of T.
And where have you all been all these months exactly? Huh? Alright, it was worth half a shot. :) It's been a while crocodiles. I hope you've been busy, I know I have. I'll share a little bit on what I've been up to since September over the next few posts - and I promise they will be more posts coming up! - but in a nutshell:
I started editing a lovely little section for Glamour magazine called Fast Glamour so my silly little name appeared on Glamour's masthead next to, ahem, Contributing Fashion Editor, I went to Molto Milano for the Dolce & Gabbana show, you know - farfalle earrings and all that Mambo, I spent a lovely morning with Carven's delicious Guillaume Henry (okay, I interviewed him over the phone for Glamour but still...), I then spent an even more amazing, If I may say so, 50 minutes on the phone with The One aka J.Crew's Jenna Lyons for Glamour, somewhere in between all that my biggest story for Vogue came out (cover line! Editor's letter! 6 whole pages!), I got to hang out with the goooorgeous Candice Lake, featured my friend Lucy in the mag looking her usual stunning self, interviewed the lovely Thea and Justin from Preen, donned S/S'12 goodies in 4 degrees weather for Candice Lake and Glamour (you'll see), asked and got a Sure! from the too good to be true (and yet, she is!) Caroline Issa (again, you'll see soon) and got to work with the incredible Glamour team pretty much every day - oh, and adopted Rachel Ingram as my buddy-in-crime.
So, you know, I haven't been slacking exactly. Next week I'm off to Stockholm for fashion week, the week after New York for, yep, fashion week and then back to London and....you get the picture. But I promise to blog more and tell you what I've been up to and share whatever catches my eye. So, for the first post of the New Year it had to be my big love, Uggie the dog from The Artist. See you back here soon, yes?
Happy 1st of September, lovely people! As the Sherlock Holmes in you may have deduced lately, I've been absent from this blog for a little while now and I'd be blatantly lying to your pretty little faces if I said I'd be back with brand new posts anytime soon. The truth is, I've had to move houses and am now settling in (this is the daydreaming version of 'there are still walls of unpacked boxes waiting for me to go through them!) plus, as some of you unfortunate enough to have to work with me may have noticed, I've also started looking after the Fast Glamour pages for British Glamour magazine as a Contributing Fashion Editor, which - combined with my other ongoing regular freelance work - means that I'm staring at the month of September in my journal and I'm not seeing a free *ahem* *lazy* day!
However, one thing is certain; as Terminator Arnie likes to say, I'll be back! Stay safe, stay happy, keep smiling and make a loved one a nice cup of tea now and then.
That C-word isC to the h to the r to the istmas, by the way. Just so we know where we're going with this! It's too early for all that talk (and I will keep saying that up to, ooh I don't know, November 1st!) but you know what it's never too early for? Pretty sparkly put-it-on-and-smile clothes and Topshop's A/W'11 collection is full of them!
So, what did I went and fell in love with? Two leather jackets. Not very seasonal I know, but at least one of them is red!
There are also one too many for my wallet's liking pretty dresses...
...and stars...
(star cut-outs on a leather skirt, anyone?!)
...and plenty of sparkle to last us until...well, the C day itself!
Hmmm, anyone fancy a mince pie with their cup of tea?
Youknowa party is good when moments of it still come back to you days and weeks later. Well, the Net-a-Porter and Mr. Porter party celebrating the arrival of (and simply celebrating) Dolce & Gabbana to their digital (and very real in a chic-box-arrives-at-your-door-and-makes-you-happy way) worlds was just that kind of party. A great one! I could share with you the cheeky pics my buddy Bardotty took on my phone of us posing behind an unsuspecting and very dapper Mr. Gandy but I won't. I think I'll keep them for ourselves to flick through and giggle, if you don't mind (some things are better kept secret). Here we are on our immobile Vespas speeding through Palermo, Italy (according to the postcard, at least) with the wind in our hair and our party frocks on.
Grazie, Domenico e Stefano and Cheers, Natalie and Jeremy!
I'm a freelance writer based in blazing-hot ol' London. This is my personal blog about people I like, designers I admire, blogs and magazines I read religiously, cities I crave, food I can't stop thinking about and that odd, little story that shows up now and then and brightens up my day. So there, an instant delivery of positivity. From London with love!
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