New Glamour In Your Life_ I came across these the other day, a series of photographs of Chanel packaging and cosmetic campaigns from the 20s through 50s. With Peter Phillips’ animation of Chanel cosmetics hot off zee press it seems quite timely to go back to the original Design Classics. More so tan (sic) the clothes the graphic identity of Chanel never seems to date. Drool.
A while back I did a couple of posts that thinly disguised my hatred for the PLAGUE OF PLAID that had infested menswear. OK, that sounds a bit pompous and high-fallutin’. I still stand firm. Well, sort off… I’ve been drawn as of late to the geometrically patterned chemise but I’m leaning towards gingham as opposed to plaid. Thus, I don’t feel such a hypocrite. Its that slight feeling of spring in the air that gets one thinking about the summer […]
NEW KID ON THE BLOCK If you’ve been down Hoxton Street [quickly becoming the new Redchurch Street -- more on that later] then you’ve probably seen her. Dark hair, zingy, colour-loaded outfits usually including at least one shade of neon, accessorised with a smile and sometimes her infectious laughter. Shiba Huizer always makes me smile. We got to know each other whilst I helped my friend set up his shop, The Willow, last year. Shiba also, always, carries her big […]
I’m sure I’ve raised a few looks recently as I snapped away at pavements. For some reason I’m turned on by plastic. Not in a sexual, deviant kind of way! Nothing wrong with that, mind you… Inspiration can come from anywhere but I’m not even sure that I’m inspired by these images. Intrigued may be a better word. There’s something about the texture and shapes of these discarded bunches of plastic and industrial wrapping that have drawn me as […]
Its been a year already. The Willow Shoreditch, an unbelievably beautiful shop in Hoxton, London, owned by one of my closest friends, is a year old today. What I love the most is the attention to detail in everything he does. Nothing is over-worked and everything comes beautifully packaged. Apart from flowers, The Willow does great salad boxes feshly prepped each morning, super-tasty cakes and seriously good coffee. And let’s not forget the one off objects, unusual vases and special […]
Forgot about this one. I took it in a nightclub/ theatre in the Pigalle. It was at a BBB [Black, Blanc, Beur] party. Can’t remember the actual name of the club. Anyway, BBB keeps changing location every week, Its held now at a club off the Champs-Élysées. Anyhow, had a crazy Vodka-infused night there a few weekends ago. Verdict on new location: Nah. Or maybe I’m just getting too old for this sort of thing.