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Today wasn’t the most interesting of days for me. I woke up late, watched and re-watched old episodes of The Hills and The City, cleaned the kitchen and went into town to run a few errands for mother dearest. As I was driving along down the street, minding my own business and not really taking in the repetitive sights of my completely average town I came across a woman pushing a buggy. The woman was jogging down the street in a typically ‘motherish’ tracksuit sporting none other than high heel trainers. Read the rest of this entry »
The other night I had a dream. I was a teacher, Dylan Moran was my boyfriend and my parents were a travelling folk music duo. Somehow from this madness an epiphany emerged. I began to examine my fashion personality.
I’ve been buying the odd pair of shoes in Marks and Sparks for a few years now. Leopard print courts, perfect ballet pumps, sandals that have those Heels With a Secret patent… they’ve never let me down, so I’ve always been a bit of a fan. But christ on a bike through charity work, their latest collection has the most amount of gems that I’ve seen in recent years. I’m especially impressed with the above pair which are heavily borrowing from Alexander Wang’s style. I must have them.
Have a look at some others I picked out after the cut
i am finally back from Bulgaria and feeling less than refreshed. not that i thought a week long manic, party-infested, alcohol and pizza driven holiday was going to be refreshing at all. on first arrival in Bulgaria i wasn’t exactly prepared for what i was going to encounter. there truly isn’t much to say about Bulgarian style. in Bulgaria its all about the ripped t-shirts, colour pop string tops and metallic (not so much cool Dizzee Rascal but more mingin’-blingin’ Basshunter) bikinis. i felt like i was transported back into the 90’s – i saw an extreme overload of permed hair, luminous leg warmers and ill-fitting, high-waisted, stone-washed jeans. Read the rest of this entry »
Yeah, yesterday’s subject matter had left me with a cold sense of Meh but today… today my friends, I’m bizarrley beguiled by these new offerings from Miuccia Miuccia Prada aka Miu Miu.
They’re from the forthcoming Autumn Winter 2010 collection. And I’m willing to put money on the fact that they’ll be the darlings of the fashion press in a few short months.
Following on from Miuccia’s amazeballs offerings from the Spring Summer collection, these are in a completely different vein, though again heavily nodding to decades past. (I reckon it’s further evidence of how Mad Men-ification is taking off.)
More pics and a sneak peak of Miu Miu’s A/W 2010 collection after the cut…
So after my previous rant about heart V head with my wedding shoesies, I was still unable to decide.
I was then off doing the Focus Ireland Four Peaks Challenge for four days (enormous rant to come about how some people look glamorous in outrageous weather conditions while hiking) and while struggling through dense fog on Carrintowgal, debated the issue in my head and decided to be sensible and purchase within my budget. When I returned yesterday I clicked on mywardrobe.com to do so and saw that their sale had begun!!! Read the rest of this entry »
There is a recession on apparently. I have ceased to pay attention to the panic mongering about Ireland going broke and we are soon to be put under martial law by the International Monetary Fund. I find it gives me a stabbing pain in my arm and chest that is quite distressing.
However, I am trying to be more sensible with my salary which is usually blown on trash mags, diet cokes, mojitos, hangover takeaways and over expensive M&S fruit salads. Approximately 8 days after payday. In keeping with this frugality, I have decided to re-cycle my recent bridesmaid dress for use at my up-coming formal graduation and also to borrow a dress for a wedding I will be attending. I do not, however, have appropriate shoes for the beautiful black and gold number I shall be donning to the wedding. Read the rest of this entry »
Conundrums, conundrums. I may or may not have a hot date tonight and I may or may not want to wear a pair of sexy heels. But what’s this? Oh no! Not a heel in sight! Only a mound of broken dreams. To clarify, it would appear that every pair of heels I own at this moment in time are variously: broken of heel, stained of suede, ripped of leather or crumbled of platform. Read the rest of this entry »