Posts from May 2014

“maybe that’s what life is… a wink of the eye and winking stars.” // j. kerouac

have you felt it?

have you felt yourself being watched? is it your mother peering into your soul – listening in to what may be your dirtiest thoughts? or is it just plain paranoia? is it rockwell? is it just the eyes plastered on your chest peering out into the world, making everyone else in turn, look back at you?

yes, that’s probably it.





➝ source : eye print top via kenzo

➝ source : eye want you clutch via charlotte olympia

➝ source : yossi harari evil eye bracelet via twist

➝ source : noisy may eye print dress via asos

“no object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly.” // o. wilde

one of my most favourite turns of phrase is jolie laide.

when one can find beauty in the unconventional, the unusual and even the strange – when one can find some morsel of grace in that which most would call ugly is almost akin to a gift.

but, that – jolie laide, that’s not what i’m talking about. what i’m talking about, is actual ugly, ugly-ugly. this is far beyond the birkenstock, (full disclosure: i own two pair), this is not #normcore – this is hideousness dressed up as being clever. but listen, it’s reallyreally, really not.* just… LOOK:



➝ source : read the words carefully – brown faux fur boxy gilet via topshop

➝ source : i have no words  – camper together x bernhard willhelm hi-tops via henrik vibskov

➝ source : natasha zinko matryoshka sweatshirt via browns

➝ source : i can’t – a cap made of toweling, and massively bejeweled? sure… via shourouk

*just an opinion. love it – wear it – revel in it. it’s all good.

“luxury must be comfortable, otherwise it is not luxury.” // c. chanel

i’ve heard it said that life begins at the end of one’s comfort zone – and if you’re a dedicated follower of fashion, you’d be right to think that train of thought true.

tight, high, cinched and stilettoed are common denominators in the equation of style – and i have to admit, i’ve never really subscribed to that state of mind. there is beauty to be had in that, of course, but frankly – i think we may be craving some comfort in the way we dress now and then. (or always and forever?)

and now, shockingly, i think, perhaps, that there is the tiniest bit of acknowledgement coming from those who bring fashion forward – i mean, have you ever seen so many sweatpants, trainers, oversized frocks, and flats in your life? get it while you can i say, we’ll be back to bandage dresses and spike heels in no time, fashion is ever cyclical, right?





➝ source : low back jumpsuit by gareth pugh via far fetch

➝ source : pauline silk faille dress via stella mccartney

➝ source : silk twill sweatpants via band of outsiders

➝ source : zip front hi-tops via marc jacobs

“i could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.” // p.g. wodehouse

i’m a bad news bear.

my shoulders are slumped, my head hangs heavy, i’m shuffling these feet, and i’m feeling a little bit… blue. i know for a fact that this little spell of disquiet has a finite expiry date, but as of right now, i’m not sure that anything can quell these nerves.

xanax? perhaps. an early-in-the-day cocktail? that would just be plumb irresponsible. oh, i know the perfect remedy; the ‘i-was-sad, but-then-i-bought-something-online, feel better cure.

it works like a charm, every time.



➝ source : ‘i carry your heart’ print by blacklist via the minimalist

➝ source : asherali knopfer earring via colette

➝ source : arne clausen pitcher via leif

➝ source : kala sea salt candle via co. bigelow

“winston was gelatinous with fatigue.” // g. orwell : 1984

i had the sort of weekend that makes this monday morning look like a holiday.

and no, i won’t belabor or bore you with the minutiae of these last few weeks, but i’ve got to say it, this life i’m leading while i’m making other plans has left me wrecked. there aren’t enough hours in the day to make it to a good night’s rest – and then, when i give it an earnest shot, i’m bothered by one too many thoughts, that ache in my lower back; or the dog has encroached so far on my side of the bed that he’s got me hanging on for dear life to the very last inch of the duvet.

needless to say, i’m having an awesome time over here. i am, however, thankful for sugary coffee, (SUGAR!, STILL!) and the command i wield over my make-up drawer. the tricks i’ve been using to fool everyone into thinking i’m bright-eyed and bushy-tailed are nothing short of – okay, very well known by pretty much everyone – but just in case you needed a handful of tips…

to brighten and instantly widen sleepy eyes, use a white or nude pencil in the inner rims of your eyes


for the doe-eyed, ingenue look, go for gold, and emphasize those lashes:

fake a fresh-faced outlook with a good blush:

if all else fails, make it impossible to look anywhere else but at your pout:

➝ source : ‘lights, camera, lashes’ inner eye brightener via tarte cosmetics

➝ source : new generation eyelash s curler via shu uemura

➝ source : shameless bold blush in outspoken mauve via marc jacobs beauty

➝ source : color balm lipstick in gemma via stila

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