Wednesday, September 30, 2009

garancedore (.fr)

Mmmm leather and white. On a bike

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Sunday, September 27, 2009

More Please

Listening to this and this does not help cravings.
Tick tock.


Theres an obsession with reminiscing over woodstock at the moment. It seems to have sprung from the film about to be released - Taking Woodstock.
I've always loved the idea of naked people with lovely hair in a field screaming free love and dancing (it reminds me of Womad) but I'm getting caught up in the current craze.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Lula's Kirsten

Every time I think of a bathtub, good hair, pink lipstick, the word "dew" or Kirsten Dunst, I think of this photoshoot from lula magazine. It's stuck in my mind.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Id play with a brigitte over a barbie

I went to an art gallery last week to see previously unpublished paparazzi shots of Brigitte Bardot.

She's beautiful in every photo, and naked a lot too! Cheeky minx, apparently she's extremely comfortable without any clothes on.

I saw photos where her flaws are evident - in a positive way. Her tummy hangin' over some pants, a pimple or two on her face and lying on her back with her breasts pressed all over the place...all in a way that make her seem endearing and add up to an even more lovable character. 

To perve on the blonde bouffant for yourself, get more info here: 

Thursday, September 24, 2009

The beeches

Country lanes and forest roads, scrambling onto fences and ditches when the cars came past.
Apparently there are deer and badges. All we saw were nut shells the birds were throwing from the tree tops.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009


Have you worked out yet that anything with fairy lights in an open space will make me happy?

Monday, September 21, 2009

I'm craving

A bigger notebook

Sunday, September 20, 2009

The Great Gatesby

The days have been short and lazy. Spent on the couch, perusing the internet, taping movies off sky and reading (just finished Harry Potter, onto The Great Gatesby. I always feel like I'm missing something when I'm reading or have just read a classic. I never quite comprehend it's "brilliance"). Yoga for half an hour in the morning and a walk in the afternoon if I'm lucky. Not enough stimulation to stop repeating stagnant thoughts in my mind but enough comfort to last until November. A home to make up for the stench of London I've existed in so far this year. Ah for summer and fresh places. This couch is comfortable. This must be how retired people feel - quiet and content.

Saturday, September 19, 2009


Speaking of Brighton Pier. I like this white, washed out carnival over the ocean. It reminds me of old English books about the seaside and that book/TV miniseries about the girl who grows up in an oyster shack and moves to London after falling in love with a cabaret star.

Sooty and Sweep

I was at Brighton pier a couple of months ago and there was a million of those sideshow games where you can pluck a toy out of the box with a moving claw...and one of them was full of big sooty and sweep plush toys. Unfortunately it was the only carnival game out of order. I consoled myself with donuts instead.

Even my dad reminisces about Sooty :)

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Inspired by; Lily St Cyr

Lily was the reigning burlesque queen of Las Vegas, Hollywood and Montreal in the late 1940's and 50s. Statuesque at 5"9 with measurements of 34"24"34 she was, quite simply, an elegant knockout. Her bleach blonde hair, red lips, beauty spot and oozing sex appeal are said to have inspired Norma Jean's transformation into Marilyn Munroe.
Even those who called her immoral, deviant and a gold digger (Lily was married six times during her life) admitted to her artistry in her work. Her burlesque acts were memorable and refined stories based around mythology and folklore - she would enchant the audience by becoming Cleopatra, Salome or Carmen and could bring sincerity to an on stage bubble bath.

I have just finished reading the biography of Lily written by Kelly DiNardo.
Her stage presence as well as the way she lived her life is admirable. Lily aspired to glamour, her own values and moral codes and independence, all of which she achieved in her life. Not only did she inspire countless performers but she was an important positive figure in a time of many changes for women in society.

Despite her achievements Lily's story has a seamy undertow - and she died of heart failure caused by Heroin at the age of 81. She leaves behind a memory of burlesque at a time when glamour outweighed time constraints, live orchestras provided the music and dressing rooms were sumptuous rather than sordid.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Inspired by; Michelle Pfieffer

Under the control of a gun wielding psychopath she still maintains her cool. Ash blonde, fair skin, rockin' body and the ability to pull off slinky dresses like no other. I especially love her in The Fabulous Baker Boys as the messy Susie Diamond where she brings tears to my eyes with her rendition of "more than you know", and provides my never fail date trick with "Makin whoopee"...

and did you know she's the sexy Mindy from that simpsons episode? What a minx!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

J'adore Par Avion

I love the post. Really.
Why should everything be instant now days? You value things so much more when you have to wait for them - like dessert (which is meant to come after dinner but is a rule I follow loosely). There is an anticipation and excitement that comes with waiting for the mail to arrive, as if you were a child again when the letterbox didn't bring you such serious looking white envelopes with your address glaring at you through its plasticy window.
You tend to treasure things that someone has written (not typed) and you can put under your pillow or read while eating bacon and eggs in the morning sun. You don't have the same care for facebook posts, or text messages, nor would you print them out and stash them away somewhere. Its not the same thing. There is an emotion to letter writing, and in the nature of the strokes that cant be imitated. As individual and unique as the person who wrote them.
Besides the hordes of junk mail (which i still read anyway, I love catalogues), the cost factor (send magazines and you'll know what I mean) and certain parcels that have gone missing (probably for the best, though avoid post office trainees), the post really has the most. and tangible is king.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Inspired by; Faye Dunaway

Bonnie styling....

If one can look this good in a beret, scarf and pencil skirt why bother with anything more complicated?

There's nothing wrong with a bit of trash

>Yes, I know all the words to Northern lights, no I don't care what you all say

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Swing me baby

Patty Boyd

Jacqueline Baset

No introduction needed...

Friday, September 11, 2009

Muse on this

(in Greek and Roman mythology) each of nine goddesses, the daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne, who preside over the arts and sciences.
• ( muse) a woman, or a force personified as a woman, who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Monday, September 7, 2009

Style Rookie Tavi

I love her because she's clever, twelve, seems like a bit of a character and loves Bob Dylan. I'm scared of her because I think she's smarter than me and one day she might steal my boyfriend.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

A day at the galleries

Modern Pre-Raphealites by JW Waterhouse at the Royal Academy of Arts.

I would have sat and contemplated the stories behind each painting for hours if the gallery wasn't so full of people. Put a nymph anywhere and I'm captivated.

Many of the paintings are based on folklore, mythology and poetry by Tennyson and Blake. The paintings are detailed, rich, descriptive and highly romantic - stories of lovesick women looking languorous. I recommend it to anyone who wont feel sick looking at so many sumptuous colours.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

I love

This image

By the lovely Louella Pleffer

Friday, September 4, 2009

Coney Island Baby

and coney island girls. among others.

Tim Burton

If I were anywhere near New York, I would go to this:

Tim Burton - you're creepiness steals my heart.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Cowboy Kate

My most favourite book.
The first half is a photographic story about a Cowboy called Kate with guns in her suspenders and an attitude which could seduce to kill. She has no problem walking around a saloon topless or peeking through sheer fabric.
She has real roar.
The second section is a collection of images telling short stories of bohemian women in lovely poses, each photograph looking like an artistic sixties pin up.
I love it so much that I can't even pick a favourite image from the book.

The photographer Sam Haskins is currently working on a new book "Fashion etcetera" check out these images which aren't making the final cut. If these are this beautiful, imagine which ones are to be published. Fashion etcetera will be launched in September with an exhibition at Milk Gallery in New York.