Thursday, 26 January 2012

Back in black (and navy)

Hello my pretties! >'.'<
I haven't done any blogging in a week, I have missed it terribly! I had a monster of an essay due today at three, and as an acute sufferer of procrastination of course I left everything till last minute. But here I am, several minor heart attacks and a few personality overhauls later, blogging contently again. Blog blog bloggy blog. It's nice not to have to talk about mandatory orders in the sphere of socio-economic rights anymore. :DD

Thankfully, today's horrible start had a lovely ending. I was wandering aimlessly around Dublin,  after I handed in that stupid essay... I no longer had anything to stress over and I didn't know what to do with myself, so naturally I went shopping. And look what I found! I am recommending that everyone get themselves to their nearest Office asap, you heard it here first! The sales girl informed me that they started a massive sale on Monday to get rid of Winter stock, I couldn't believe my luck when I clapped my eyes on these. This was definitely one of my defining bargain-hunter moments: 130 big ones reduced to 15 yoyos. Shopping pride. 

Awhhh yeah biznitches! 
I don't know if it's apparent from the photos I've posted but I am seriously tall, coming from a long line of tallies both sides of the family (one of my uncles was 6'6'' before nutrition). Being a six footer in flats, I generally avoid high heels for fear of looking ridiculous. But these ankle boots have literally got a perfect heel, I'm not too freaky tall in them. At least I hope. I am very much in love with these babies, this could be the start of something beautiful.

New shews from various different angles. Probably uneccesary. 

I'm planning on wearing them with something girly and florally, unoriginally enough I think floral tea dresses and boot combos are ace..

Luella SS 2008

In other cool newz, I won a dress today! :D I'm so excited, it's so sparkly and pretty. And just winning stuff in general is buzz-worthy. A big thank you to the lovely Ciara of Wild Child Stories

Soon to be minee!!
Anyhoo, here's what I wore the other night! I found this top and a few other bits and bobs charity shopping in Cork at the weekend.

For now goodnight, sweet bloggers, goodnight :D xx

PS I apologise for my absolute inability to take an even half decent photo. I do not even deserve a camera, I know. I hope to improve upon this in the future :) 

I hate this black and white setting but you couldn't see the sheer at all without it!  

Top- second hand
Skirt- Penneys
Necklace- second hand
Flats- New Look

c: xXxXxXXx

Friday, 20 January 2012

Love Courtney Love Courtney

I'm beginning to notice themes in the multitudes of photos I have now hoarded off the internet into my trusty little iPhoto library. One such theme which features most prominently is that of my unfettered obsession with Courtney Love. So when she visited my college last term, you can imagine my ecstasy! I wrote an article about her for my college newspaper, said I'd post it here alongside some of the said awesome photos. I honestly think I am always going to try and emulate her style; looking polished is so boring. \o/

Courtney Love – A Memoir Untold

Harriet Burgess
Staff Writer
Courtney Love, what does one even begin to think after spending two privileged hours in her baffling presence? In case you guys have been living under a rock, Courtney graced the Phil this Tuesday evening and was awarded the honorary patronage of the society, for all that she has contributed musically to the world. Courtney sashayed into the room, tottering on her Louboutins like a delicate doll. She flung her fluffy opulent coat onto a chair, Brown Thomas tags still attached. She represents a woman who truly has come full circle, her humble origins featuring in her refreshingly honest recount of her life: ‘I came from a tent. If even a tent’. That’s the impression one undeniably received in the Phil chamber tonight: here is a woman, however ineloquent she may seem and however tedious her ramblings, who is blantantly and irrevocably honest.
Trinity Students, if anything, we have learned this from tonight, the Queen of Grunge was once in our midst. Yes, believe it or not, Courtney spent two semesters in TCD studying theology. The time of this is unclear, as she struggled to remember precise dates ‘It was ’81 and I’m 47… You do the math’. (This would have made her a sweet 16 traversing the trinity cobblestones).  Courtney recalled upon her time spent in Ireland as a youth, before jumping across the pond to Liverpool, then to Malibu and beyond, ‘I squatted in Stephens Green. Can you believe that?’
What was struck me about Courtney’s general stream of consciousness, as thats possibly the only way to describe it, was her constant switches between the mundane tales of her youth and her astonishing celebrity affairs. She was surprisingly relatable to for fleeting moments, like her endearing account of that familiar feeling of protectiveness we all have felt when our favourite seemingly inconspicous band begin their ascent ot stardom “U2 were my band. You must all know… That dark transition between non commercial and commercial”. This endearing recount was shortly followed by stories of visiting the Sheens, where a young Charlie was playing basketball on the courts, and nobody was paying attention to the buck-toothed kid Tom ‘from Jersey’ Cruise. It was this ranting that made Courtney difficult to follow. Caught up in her past, she confused us and failed to give direct answers for many of the questions posed to her. A shame really, for someone who has expreienced so much in life, to be somewhat incapable of answering simple questions.
Nevertheless, die hard Courtney fans continued with their interviewing of their idol. We heard from fans who had travelled from London to inform her of the constant source of inspiration she was to them, fans who made her puppets and posted them to her Twitter site, and one guy who had dreamed a dream of the Rock Goddess… his question was simple: What is your favourite flavour of ice-cream? To this we received perhaps the only straight answer from Ms Love of the evening: ‘Pistachio’.
An overall impression of Courtney? A person who it has to be said has conspicuously suffered a great deal of love and loss ‘I’ve been to the top of Everest, to rapture, and to hell. HELL’. An artist, who knows her happy place ‘A great melody makes me feel in the moment now’. Lastly, Courtney is, if anything, brutally honest and fearless in her narrative. When questioned about whether playing massive arenas takes away from the intimacy of music, she exhibited her self acclaimed ‘healthy ego’- ‘I like it. I like to feel like God’. And all this without even the mention of the name Kurt Cobain.  Tonight I learned about a woman who was so much more than her husband’s widow.

Thursday, 19 January 2012

Fridge-magnet Florals

Christopher Kane's spring collection- the one that made people cry, apparently. I weep. With florals unsurprisingly everywhere again this year, designers like Kane and Katrantzou gave it them a much needed twist of modernity, with fridge-magnet florals at Christopher Kane, almost photographic prints at Mary Katrantzou and botanical bursts at Dries Van Noten. Hurry up Spring... I want to frolic in florally meadows already :D

Mary Katrantzou SS 12 

Dries Van Noten SS 12

Christopher Kane S 12 collection

Jil Sandler SS 2011 print 


Faris Badwan <3

“The Wild Orchid”, Mariacarla Boscono by Camilla Akrans for Vogue Japan May 2009