Saturday, 28 February 2009
Power to the T
Friday, 27 February 2009
Versace Atelier
Action Shot.
Thursday, 26 February 2009
Girls on Trains
I smiled when I came across this editorial... I have been pitching a "Girls on Trains" beauty shoot earlier this week to those I am working with, and like many of my ideas, I was met with curious frowns. Well check it out, even legendary Meisel has got his hands dirty on public transport! =)
More words etc.
Fashionism
On a more positive note, I'm really excited about the possible contributors I have lined up for the mag! A gorgeous mix of fashionable creatives and talent... yay!
Wednesday, 25 February 2009
A Burst of Bright!
Tuesday, 24 February 2009
Sneaky Peek...
At the unholy time of 11am on a Sunday, I was across London in Old Street. (yeah, I'm not a morning person...) My assistant on the magazine, Sandy, and I had an appointment with Fanny, from Fanny and the Cave. I dare that name not tickle you! Fanny and the Cave is a fashion showroom with a host of unusual vintage treasures. Sandy and I delved around to find key pieces for the "Rescue Yourself Riding a White Horse" shoot. Sadly we are no closer to finding a white horse... Although we did find these gems among others. Above is a vintage piece that screamed Disney Princess at me...
Monday, 23 February 2009
Just Words...
Saturday, 21 February 2009
Wondrous.
Friday, 20 February 2009
Red.
Thursday, 19 February 2009
Out today
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Portrait of a City
Tuesday, 17 February 2009
Monday, 16 February 2009
Sunday, 15 February 2009
I Blame Disney
Article Snippet:
People say things they don’t mean when they’re angry. So we’re told and will to believe in desperation to maintain ignorant bliss. But then there are those comments that seem to pop up sparingly in ‘playful’ jokes and over boozy lunches. Apparently, I am an unreasonable fantasist who expects too much. That’s been broken down and edited from several conversations and slanging matches from the mouth of my dear husband by the way. Not to worry, this is not a Dear Deidre moment, merely an observation that got my already overworked mind thinking some more...