Showing posts with label Luella. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Luella. Show all posts

Monday, January 4, 2010

Bring on the Tennies/Teens/Whatevs

OK so today is the day that I return to the real world. Everybody knows that starting on January 1st is too unrealistic a goal – how are the hungover supposed to recuperate if deprived of continuous access to Johnny Onion Rings and Lucozade? And it’s unfair to curtail TV viewing when there are still so many amazing Review of the Year-type programmes on.

But today has to be the day, doesn’t it? I mean there’s no excuse now. The festive season is well and truly over and it’s high time that I got it together and attempted to begin my New Year’s resolutions, which are: to work more, sleep more, exercise more and blog more while eating, drinking, partying and shopping less. God that sounds boring but I guess it’s necessary after a two week period during which I started each day with a fried breakfast and could barely muster the motivation to write a 140 character tweet. And if I find myself getting blue about my new mature - but very dull - life, I can always cheer myself up by stroking the soft leather of my new Marc by Marc Jacobs bag or twirling around my room in my Luella prom skirt. Thanks Santa! LE





Oh and another resolution: Get camera fixed and start taking proper photos!

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Luella Does Liberty

Let's try and forget about the Bah Humbug news that Luella has ceased trading and instead take a trip to Liberty where Luella and her team have dressed the Christmas windows. Bypass the grotto which, although filled with lovely Liberty stocking fillers chosen by the designer, doesn't feel particularly Luella. The windows are the best I've seen this festive season (once I begin blaring Mariah's Crimbo classics and the Facebook event for the annual Holland Park Mansion bash has been created, I can officially say the festive season has begun). The first window has a Royal theme and is crammed with amazing kitsch memorabilia crap. The second recreates a typical seventies Christmas in incredible detail complete with the Queen's speech on the telly, half-eaten Brussels sprouts and Blue Nun on the table and one of those hairdresser heads that I always wanted as a child. Finally, we have Mr. and Mrs. Fox looking fine in their Alexander McQueen hunting threads. NOK







Monday, March 23, 2009

Getting Into Fashion By Degrees

I hadn’t been home (home as in where my mum and dad and dog live) since Christmas but Saturday saw me climb aboard a mini-bus and make the familiar journey down the dual carriageway towards Kildare. The 8th Fashion Bloggers’ Brunch was held in Kildare Village. Its Oh-God-is-that-outside-of-Dublin location may have accounted for the fewer than usual attendees but those of us who made the journey were pleasantly surprised by our day out in the sticks. There are lots of bargains to be bagged in your usual outlet centre haunts – Levi's, Nike, etc. - but also in high street stores Reiss and All Saints and it’s a great place to pick up home wear if you are so inclined.

Over brunch at L’Officina, talk turned to academic life and what people study or studied at college. Most of us had studied something completely different to the job that we are currently in and none of us fashion bloggers had specifically studied fashion. But then it doesn’t seem that studying fashion is necessarily the route to establishing a career in fashion. Only last week, we discussed how designer/gallery owner/POP’s editor-in-chief Dasha Zhukova actually studied homeopathy! Luella Bartley did attend Central Saint Martins but she studied fashion journalism instead of design. Laura and Kate Mulleavy of Rodarte have no formal fashion training; both opted to attend Berkeley instead. Laura studied English literature whilst Kate took art history. And even Vivienne Westwood had an alternative career before she revolutionised fashion in the ‘70s - the woman who turned up knickerless to collect her OBE used to be a primary school teacher.

Dame Viv