I had really good intentions to cover NYFW in suitably hardcore style. An empty house, a decent computer, plenty of shows I'm raging for... but then that little thing called work got in the way, there were birthdays, there were leaving dos... and now it's nearly over and we're champing at the bit for LFW?

There's a long overdue post on its way, but tonight I'm apparently celebrating Mardi Gras courtesy of Southern Comfort (my number one least favourite drink) and then... and then it's Friday so who knows. I'll get up to date soon, I promise. For now...

This makeup (we'd perhaps lose the snake)...


... and this hair.

That's basically what I'm aiming for in the run up to Las Vegas 2010.

Both pics via 10 Muses

L - Luella, Matalan, R - Luella

Listen Matalan, we all miss Luella. But this? This is like those guys who ask prostitutes to dress up in their girlfriend's clothes and a wig then fuck them from behind. Weirdos.

Yo rain/snow/slush/ice/wind.

Be gone.

I wanna wear my favourite new dream outfit. I have so far only been able to wear this dress in the house and that's not how it was meant to be. At least the party I was planning on wearing this all to has been cancelled because of the weather.





That's MAC Snob, obvo and clearly not my lips.

Speaking of adverse weather... Southern trains, this one goes out to you. A sprinkling of fairy dust snow does not adverse weather make. An earthquake measuring 7 on the Richter scale does. Donate here.

Burberry x Colette. Love the collars (obv) but hate the rest. That kind of draping/knotting/sleevery just reminds me of second year Fashion Design BA (Hons). A ~twist~ on a ~classic~ project. Sorry Chris Bailey, I love you very much but this leaves me stone cold. I'm old fashioned, see post below etc.