Valentines....

my editors bargain bucket wish list, as inspired by Elle girl.

Excuse me... but could you tell me where the designer went?

A new year. A new diet. A new excuse as to why you have chosen to postpone your diet. And of course the prestigious s/s line from all of our favorite designers. Or so you would hope.

Spring summer 2010 saw the arrival of the practical shoe that has been missing from the practical woman's wardrobe for countless years. Clogs, wedges and even flats have appeared on the cat walk with us all pledging great thanks seeing as our Scholl party feet probably couldn't last another season of mistreatment!
They were everywhere from alternative flip flops at marc jacobs to classic wedged sandals at Calvin Klein.

BUT. And this is a big but, the main trend that seemed to fall among these 'designer labels' is the lack of label. Instead of boasting their usual luxe and top trumping one another with adormements of every material under the sun, the shoes were quite humble, not scuptual or distracting, but something wearable and for once comfortable.

But when is a label not a label?... When it's labeless? Does the label and ingenious of shoes like no other justify our spending? If a shoe is labeless does that mean that we are on the footpath to nowhere? Do we ultimately need the show and attention that comes with wearing shoes by John Galliano or Alexander McQueen? Or is this new trend something liberating, something that makes the buy worth while.

Only time can tell but I believe whilst we still recover from the recession these shoes are the safety net. They provide risk free fashion that will carry us all the way in to the next season.

I beat Vogue

As vein and as self promoting as it might seem I had to post this.... I was ahead on trends on Vogue not once but twice!!!!!! Can you actually believe it!
First occasion was my observation of the quaint cute-ness and fabulousity of the humble cup cake which was featured in my fantasy high street blog a couple of months ago and yet, low and behold! There is an entire article on them in this months British Vogue!

But to make my head even bigger I struck the fashion jack pot again! Sex and the city is my all time favorite programme and I could honestly spend hours of my life watching it if only comedy central provided more episodes. Anyway in my sad and desperate admiration of Carrie Bradshaw I found myself hunting for my very own 'Carrie' necklace but of course saying 'martha' to be a little more alternative. And then but a month later (after many friends had found much fun in laughing at my 'fashion faux pas' ghetto gold) there on the FRONT COVER of Vogue was a name necklace and they have appeared again in this months Elle!

I never knew I was so influential! ha ha

Trend to take away from this blog?
-Ghetto gold is back
You heard it here first, well you didn't but I knew first!