I almost choked on my lemsip whilst reading Vogue today when it tried to tell me that nail charms would be the next big thing. Nail charms. Nail charms. Nail charms are never going to be big. I think the last time anyone tried to persuade me about something that ludicrous was in sugar magazine when I was 9. Even then it didn't take off- when it was actually o.k to wear scrunchies. Then, on top of getting over the flu, when I actually got time to read Vogue it's trying to convince me to hang ridiculous bits of metal from my nails. No thanks. I can't think of anything more tacky. Epic fail much? Thought so...
Trench- Burberry Prorsum, Top worn underneath- Miu Miu, Jeans- Notify, Belt- Dries Van Noten, Bracelet- Hermès, Platforms- Giambattista Valli
Pics from shoewawa.comTake a look at these stunning shoes fresh from Balenciaga's A/W 2010 collection. Bright and bold they are utterly unique. These futuristic shoes slot together old and new to form a modern architectural approach.
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- The new must have nail polish colour that's been featured on all the catwalks.
Just got myself the Nails Inc version Jermyn Street, probably the closest match there is. Attempted to scour the cheaper alternatives before hand, but no such luck. Barry M you've failed me..CLOGS
Alex Chung stomping her stuff in the new must have shoe- clogsNever thought I would see the day, but somehow I have become strangely obsessed with these cute little ugly gems. Seems to me I have found myself a new infatuation with clumpy, solid shoes... my goodness I'm starting to sound like my mum, raving about the values of sensible shoes... she has a point though, clumpy has made a comeback. However lets not reach for those birkenstocks just yet, take a look at these versions instead...REAL elephant- Chanel Clogs
Stuffed elephant- Urban Outfitters have done the impossible- made clogs sexy. Absolutely love these, these are the newest addition to my wardrobe, just debating on whether I can wear them to a job interview...
They are THE way to make an entrance...just not a quiet oneMESSY DOUGHNUT BUNS
Lanvin Spring/Summer 2010A look I am failing to work, I just can't understand how they do it, however once I do I will share tactics, until then lets gaze at these gorgeous pics..
Marc by Marc Jacobs Spring/Summer 2010
Lanvin Spring/Summer 2010
Still from Charly Nijensohn's short film 'Dead Forest'Visited the Whitechapel Gallery on Sunday to see their new exhibition 'Where Three Dreams Cross' showing a collection of 150 years of photography from India, Pakistan and Bangladesh.On attending a lecture at Chelsea regarding the subject of Orientalism I was intrigued to see how the show would fit together and how heavily it was influenced by our western culture. Photography is arguably the most obvious medium of cultural imperialism as the rise of colonialism corresponded to the rise of photography. As photography was a western invention it is easy to see how the camera could act as a bias form of cultural representation.
The exhibition, however, was a refreshing insight into the culture of these south asian countries.On reflection I feel as though this is largely due to the way the exhibition was hung. Instead of the curators hanging the show chronologically by country it was divided up into portrait, family, body, performance, streets and politics. This removed a sense of a detatched western approach and instead gave it a deep insightful perspective.
Overall I feel this exhibition is an interesting comprehension of south asian culture, far more successful than the current exhibition at The Saatchi- The Empire Strikes Back: Indian Art Today. The Saatchi exhibition though 'fun' and eye-catching fails to strike a deeper note with the viewer, almost stopping short at a bright aesthetic gimmick. 
Searching for.... Charly Nijensohn- 'Dead Forest' My absolute favourite piece from the 'Where Three Dreams Cross' was Nijensohn's short film 'Dead Forest'. (See first image) This hauntingly powerful piece had me fixated until the very end. It depicts a dark figure floating on top of some wood in a vast, desolate forest staring bleakly out into the distance. This intensely powerful film is an important reminder of the destruction of the Amazon rainforest in relation to vastly spreading issue of over consumerism.
Subjected myself to 108 minutes of utter tedium last night in Leicester Square watching Alice in Wonderland. Having high hopes for this film, as Burton never usually fails to deliver especially on the creepy unsettling factor that this story deserves, I was rather disappointed. I didn't actually believe it was possible to disneyfy the story anymore than it already was, but it was taken to the point of absurd sugary sweetness.
The first thing that struck me was that the plot must have been made solely for young children. However that's just an insult to children. It was like Burton had absolutely no faith in the viewer whatsoever to be able to follow a story unless it was completely lateral. I sat there in disbelief as they started by essentially telling you exactly what was going to happen. Not only was the plot lacking but everything was ridiculously overdone. Just in case you didn't catch on that everyone was meant to be mad, Burton might as well of had everyone holding signposts, each character was made to be completely over the top. It wasn't enough to rely on Johnny Depp's acting, oh no, he had to have a wavering accent, bizarre hair, garish make-up, questionable attire and luminous eyes. Emphasis was clearly put on trying to wow us with the graphics, but it ended up appearing rather flat and lifeless. You never got a feel that wonderland was very big. It was all rather soulless and had little depth.
Every thing about this film was ludicrously over the top.... that is all accept Alice's performance (I don't think her face moved in the entire film). Oh and then there were all the fluffy little animals and all the 'good guys' in wonderland bounding around to help Alice out on her quest. The only good part in the entire film was the Chesire cat... but then I just really like cats. As the film ended and I thought the torment was over I heard Avril Lavigne's whiny voice blare across the cinema. I couldn't leave fast enough. Really Tim Burton, sometimes less IS more and I thought you of all people would have realized this story isn't a sweet one.
