15/12/2011
I’ve gone heels cray cray
My air max have been shelved for a wee while because I have fallen in love with all things sky scraper when it comes to footwear. God my feet hate me for it, but my little black book is getting nice and tight since I've become a little more WOAH MAN. My buddy Alex kicked her um, kicks to the curb a while ago and she wears heels pretty much no matter what, she is my inspiration! But I CANNOT do those princess type, little girly girl heel 'tings. THIS is more my thing by Balenciaga but unfortunately my bank balance is more Betts than Balenci.
PS, I give it a week.
PS, I give it a week.
Hey guys remember when I came home from London with THIS...
Yeah I know, there is a lot going on what with the nails and phone and err thang, but I'm sure you are all used to it by now. ANYWAY, I went in for my last mani at WAH before I left for home, and the girl that did my nails had the most amazing cover on her phone...now I think we over use the word 'amazing' but come on, I was amazed. So I hit her up and she said she a) makes them and b) sells them. So I gots her to make it so I could cops it. And the icing on the cake is that she is also a sweet heart.
Meet Loui...
What I love most about London is the diverse culture, fashion, shopping and random little places you discover on your journey's.
Thanks Tammy! I come from a creative family and love designing and decorating things. I first saw the phonecase on someone else , and decided I wanted to make one for my self. At first I never thought other people would want one aswell but they did so I started experimenting and making more
The inspiration for the phonecases is from Japan , they go all out when it comes to things like this !! Plus I love all things to bling, sparked, and look pretty.
My trademark.....is probably my phonecases and nail designs (can that be a trademark?)
Oooh hard question , I'm a homegirl at heart but if I could still have my friends and family probably somewhere that's tropical, but still like a city ummm not sure lol . Maybe Jamaica or Miami!
If someone wants a case they can contact me on my email which is :
louloumarie80@googlemail.com
Yes I will try and meet everyones needs and will defo ship worldwide!
Owls are cool ,I wish I could turn my head round like that. And there in fashion right now from jewelry to tattoos.
Loui's designs are all custom and hand made, so just tell homegirl your feel and she will try her best to accommodate. Prices range from 20 to 25 pounds depending on your demands! I miss these WAH girls and their multi talented hands! (not in that way)
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Yeah I know, there is a lot going on what with the nails and phone and err thang, but I'm sure you are all used to it by now. ANYWAY, I went in for my last mani at WAH before I left for home, and the girl that did my nails had the most amazing cover on her phone...now I think we over use the word 'amazing' but come on, I was amazed. So I hit her up and she said she a) makes them and b) sells them. So I gots her to make it so I could cops it. And the icing on the cake is that she is also a sweet heart.
Meet Loui...
I'm going to ask the same question everyone who lives in London gets asked...what do you love about the city?
What I love most about London is the diverse culture, fashion, shopping and random little places you discover on your journey's.
You are so creative! (hello check out my nails for one thing) What gave you the idea for these phone cases?
Thanks Tammy! I come from a creative family and love designing and decorating things. I first saw the phonecase on someone else , and decided I wanted to make one for my self. At first I never thought other people would want one aswell but they did so I started experimenting and making more
What's the inspiration? (other than candy!)
The inspiration for the phonecases is from Japan , they go all out when it comes to things like this !! Plus I love all things to bling, sparked, and look pretty.
What is your trademark?
My trademark.....is probably my phonecases and nail designs (can that be a trademark?)
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
Oooh hard question , I'm a homegirl at heart but if I could still have my friends and family probably somewhere that's tropical, but still like a city ummm not sure lol . Maybe Jamaica or Miami!
If someone wanted one of these phone cases, how could they contact you?
If someone wants a case they can contact me on my email which is :
louloumarie80@googlemail.com
Will you ship worldwide?
Yes I will try and meet everyones needs and will defo ship worldwide!
Do you like OWLS?
Owls are cool ,I wish I could turn my head round like that. And there in fashion right now from jewelry to tattoos.
Loui's designs are all custom and hand made, so just tell homegirl your feel and she will try her best to accommodate. Prices range from 20 to 25 pounds depending on your demands! I miss these WAH girls and their multi talented hands! (not in that way)
xxx
06/10/2011
K E /\/ Z O
Hot damn I love Kenzo. Years ago when I first began my career back in fashion retail, I worked for a department store called Fenwick on Bond Street in London and this was one of the labels that I looked after. This word is overused as much as 'amazing' but Kenzo really is FABULOUS.
Kenzonique from KENZO on Vimeo.
Kenzonique from KENZO on Vimeo.
15/09/2010
Grab the Wheel and say NO baby
OK...I'm probably about to lose alot of readers after this post, but I have had it up to *here* with this label, and I'll tell you why. Firstly, I am not a fashion blog and I have never claimed to be...mainly because I am not a fan of the stock standard fashion blogger...wanna know why? Because their 'opinions' are never honest. 99% of the time I have seen blog posts humping the leg of some shit fashion show like it was a Marc Jacobs at NYFW or some shit. Mean time it looked like Spotlight had a sale on and they had to put some crap together in under 10 minutes ala Project Runway. Then these 'fashion writers' blog about how 'innovotive' 'gorgeous' 'amazing' it all was. Vomit bucket please. I don't doubt that these designers have talent, but don't be telling them lies because they will live under the illusion that they are the next Stella McCartney or something. Ugh whatever, its a kiss ass industry...and I am happy to be the Simon Cowell amongst the Paula's. ANYWAY, I digress from the subject at hand...Wheels and Dollbaby.
I have been familiar with Melanie and the label for many years. And while it was not love at first sight, it definitely grew on me and I would almost call myself a fan...almost. W&DB; is a Western Australian fashion success story, and after living in Perth for the last 3 years, I totally get how anything reaching that kind of level in the fashion industry from this small town would be a major coup. I get it. Being a curvy woman myself (curvy meaning about 5 hot dinners away from being a chubba) I appreciate a designer who enjoys tits and ass, and the 50's pin up look definitely embraces said glands. I understand the labels vision and have been impressed with how they have stopped themselves from going from 'risky' to 'trashy', as the line is thin as thin can be. Until now that is ...
I attended the Wheels show on Monday night, I bet they regret giving me the free ticket now because I am about to rant my ass off. I refuse to write a post about how fucking incredible it was when in actual fact, underwhelming would be a better description. The show was a sell out (of course it was always gonna be) and the crowd were um, OK. So, bums on seats, lights go out and 3 washed up has beens step out, aka The Divinyls (oh how rock n roll) I actually thought they played tribute at The Moon and Sixpence on a Sunday...my bad. It's not that impressive actually because Melanie Greensmith's partner is Mark Mcentee from the bloody band. And by the looks of things, they didn't even scrub up for the occasion. Oh fuck you if you think they were good, you are lying! You know they weren't!
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So the models come out. All hot. All have zero tits...but whatever. The clothes are cute. But nothing we haven't seen before. Same garments, different prints and fabrics. All polyester. Ha ha, I kid...I don't know if it was poly blend...I just said that for effect. Anyway, yeah the clothes were mmmkay. The models were better. The little pink bathrobes at the end were the highlight for me. Black liquid eyeliner, red lips, fake beauty spots. All chic. All retro. It was 'nice'. Ronnie Wood's daughter Leah came out at the end and gave us a song, which was cool. All in all, a good show. Mediocre but good.
So now here's my beef. A W&DB; dress retails for around $300 on average. And I should know, I shelled out on a little black number last year but it was worth every penny. It hugs every curve and makes my tits look great. The problem is they don't make many of these well fitted, beautifully cut dresses. Well if they do, they ain't in the King Street store. All they seem to be churning out are those bloody singlets with the logo on it which goes for around 80 bucks. Something the kids can afford! And by golly do they buy it. Then they murder it with some shit jeans and flip flops. Gone is the vision of the retro look of yesteryear. Gone is the sultry, suggestive hint of thigh and its all just a bunch of girls with bad taste, a 'sick sleeve' and a washed out singlet. Wanna hear what else? I was in the boutique 2 weeks ago and they had a plastic sale bin in the middle of the floor with 'SALE' written in biro on an A4 piece of paper. Um...yes. Then there are the bimbos who love any oppertunity to look like a slut, and think they are 'Dollbaby's'. Oh God. And boy do they get it wrong. They would do more for the brand if they wiped their ass with it. You wanna snag a millionare, instead you snagged a pimp.
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I love you Mel but sort it out! The bogans are raping your label! And you ain't helping. Raise the bar! Keep it out of reach from the peasants. Fuck, now I hear you are stocked in General Pants too? Oh God. What's next? City Beach?
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I'm sorry if I have ruffled any feathers, but it's just what I do. I love W&DB; too, but I just hate how they seem to be dipping to a level that is beneath them, instead of expecting their buyer to step up their game. I mean, fucking Burberry nearly went under when the famous print was seen more on the chavs at a football game than on the Sloane Rangers of Chelsea. Sure, they coulda cashed in on it, but instead they got 'ol Katie Moss on board and gave themselves a make over. Brand integrity and longevity should be the priority, for long term profitability. Hey man, I could make loads more money if I became a stripper, but then...how do I want to be remembered?
KICK IT OLD SCHOOL AND GET YOUR PHOTOGRAPHS DEVELOPED - And make real life actual albums! And remember, snaps of your holiday are only interesting to YOU...much like your dreams. Trim the fat on the boring blow by blow details...i.e. 'This is us waiting for a cab' and 'This is us in a cab' - don't beige others to tears please.
IT SHOULDN'T HURT WHEN HE FUCKS YOU - I mean sometimes it might, like if he has an unusually large dick for example...but then...how often does that happen? Exactly. It may hurt slightly if you haven't had a wee and you have a full bladder. But generally it should feel pretty wonderful. You know your own body girl, so you know if something is a little 'off', ya know? Sort it out.
REMEMBER: WIPE FRONT TO BACK - Can't believe I have to tell you this shit.
YOU DID NOT COME UP WITH YOUR STYLE ALL ON YOUR OWN - You KNOW you took inspo from mags/movies/music vids/people on the street. Don't be claiming shit that ain't yours then get angrified when people take inspiration from YOU. If you have mad style, then people will copy. The trick is to keep it fresh...and hard to keep up with. People can tell whether its original or not...belee dat.
FACEBOOK CHAT IS RUBBISH FOR SEX CHAT - It has technological AIDS. Skype is way better...do not underestimate the 'muscle man' emoticon and the never fail 'horny devil'. For instance.
YES CONVERSE DO MAKE YOUR FEET LOOK SLIGHTLY LONGER - But everyone knows they do, so its not like everyone is gonna think that you have canoes for feet, you get me?
SOMETIMES, IN A WORLD FULL OF SOCIAL NETWORKS, TEXTING GAMES, TO 'X' OR NOT TO 'X' AND GENERAL MODERN PARAPHERNALIA, YOU GOTS TO KEEP THE DATING GAME CLASSIC IF YOU REALLY LIKE THE PERSON - i.e. Don't fuck on the first date. Wrist jobs are ok though.
Up the bum means no babies xx
I say it's a blur because there are a combo of London and recent pics here from my dog and bone. I KNOW I'm still banging on about my trip...this will be the last I speak of it. I will keep the memories for myself whilst I cry myself to sleep every night. I mean FUCK, I lived there for 7 years you know?! Go easy on a girl....plus they have poppy's just growing randomly all over the place...
Does Perth have poppy's? I don't think they do. Does Perth have Chocolate Fudge Brownie FRIJJ milkshakes?
He also wears Jumanji tshirts...and I ain't seen no fucker in Perth wear a Jumanji tshirt. Nor do we have strawberry cider ...which, by the way, is as sparkly and delicious as it sounds. It also gets you blind wasted.
This is me taking a photo of my Glastonbury arm band thingo on the tube...I only removed it about a week ago...OK an hour ago. I'm having detachment issues. Can you tell?
This is my little friend Asha (she really is little, like she could probs be fixed to the wall with those dolls and not look out of place)
I wasn't sure where this cat had come from when I made my way to bed one morning after a particularly large night out. The sudden appearance of a feline has the tendency to make a person feel very vulnerable...not to mention confused.
This cat has mad shit all over the Smoke. Stay tuned for the chat I had with INKFETISH
It wasn't all about London, I headed north for a bit too and took this quite wonderful photograph of my best mate Dave at a restaurant in Liverpool...
It wasn't all about London, I headed north for a bit too and took this quite wonderful photograph of my best mate Dave at a restaurant in Liverpool...
How indie of me. Correction: it would be way more indie if I polarised this shit.
The Alibi is a club in Dalston where I did some of my best work...'work' being: Dance moves. Hilarious Banter. Obnoxious Owl sticker placement. The infliction of general charm and it is also where I had the pleasure of the company of the most wonderful gentleman...he really was the proverbial cherry on my London Sponge Cake.
Look carefully and you will see a butterfly scoping out the bling...it was in fact 'fantastic value'
Speaking of value, meet my buddy Luke...
Bloody hell, that table could do with a bit of a dust innit?!
I KNEW IT!!
This wouldn't be a real blog without a hint of narcissism. I thought I'd share this outfit with you because I was quite proud of it. I love clashing prints at the moment and that denim jacket I bought from French Connection about 7 years ago. I also appear to have no neck. The skateboard was not strategically placed there for an urban feel...I'm just urban naturally. Take these Air Max 90s for example ...
I have many pairs in a rainbow of colours, but these 'Fruit Tingle' 90's I got in 08 are my staple. I've been rocking the shit out of them of late, I don't even check where I'm walking anymore. I used to try and keep them well clean and squeaky, but now I kinda like that they're lookin a bit ratty round the edges. It sorta goes with my new steeze I'm tryna channel for the summer. Pink nineties hair, white trainers, washed out shirts and fanny packs...aka 'vadge bags'.
I took this pic in a nail salon while I was waiting for my appointment, for 2 reasons...1) I love that Sonia Rykiel has a fragrance out, but I'm kinda sick of the 'indie skinny girl with her top off' thing that seems to be the new black and; 2) my thighs look a bit hot encased in these fishnets, and hopefully some potential sex of a boy will notice and fill my inbox with love. That wasn't a metaphor.
Just look at this vintage nightie I copped at Camden market for a tenner...this little number is gonna get a hammering this summer. Micky has mad wheels, no wonder Minnie taps that.
See what I did there? Well gangsta.
XXXO
16/08/2010
I like my shit rose tinted
The Inspo...
Now if someone could just photoshop the fucking bags under my eyes, I'd be sweet.
Laterz x
The Result...
Now if someone could just photoshop the fucking bags under my eyes, I'd be sweet.
Laterz x
She may be criticised for the song being too 'mainstream' - whatever, go fuck yourselves - you just miss pretending that you're a gangster in the clubs with your fake guns during 'Paper Planes'. M.I.A tests the boundaries and pushes the limits. She always produces beats that people aren't ready for...and ironically, her fans weren't ready for this. She is touching on the issues of the internet and how we are all in a race to be different, yet just end up being guinea pigs and the age of technology is our master. It's about how the image we portray of ourselves on the internet is a far cry from the real thing (we all know that from myspace days) along with the over photoshopped and bullshit glitter images. This required a song that sheep would follow...to prove her point - in my opinion. Sure, she's following it all the way to the bank but so what. She looks dope while she's doing it anyway.
I love the 'tacky' little images she has used which are a little bit custom to Sri Lankan culture. I don't mean that in a bad way, it's just like when you go to those Indian spice shops and they sell loads of artificial flowers and yellow gold , gilt framed images of roses and shit. I think I bought a clock from a similar kind of place when I was in London, it had that kinda frame with the Virgin Mary inside. Where the fuck is that thing now I've mentioned it...? ANYWAY, I like the song - although it's defs not my fave on the album, but I love the vid. Sozz, I know that I'm biased where Maya in concerned. Bite me.
01/08/2010
WAH WAH WAH WAH!!!!
So I went back to London recently for a little catch up and for Glastonbury (stay tuned for that post) and whilst staying in the whimsically ghetto suburb that is Dalston, I stumbled across WAH Nails. Oh dear God. Now kids, ya'll know how I enjoy a decent mani...so this was kinda like when Charlie first walks into Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory and nearly jizzed in his pants...er, not sure if using 'jizz' and a child in the same sentence is PC or not but fuck it, I am the Owl after all ... it's expected. Anyway, back to WAH ...They specialise in nail art ... and I don't mean that fucked Vietnamese shit you see in lesser nail salons, I'm talking real, bad ass contemporary art man! My talons were used as a canvas, and Megan from WAH pimped them up to the maximum.
This is what I had done for Glastobury. I couldnt stop staring at these puppies hey...and I bet you can't either!
Unfortch 2 broke on the first day at the festival then another 1 the following day. So not one to feel unbalanced, I ripped them all off and for the first time in 5 years I had stubs. Not feeling it hey. So the very next day after I got back from 'G' I hit up Meg's from WAH again and she got fully tropical on my ass ...
Yup, that's what I'm talking about. These ended up being a mad tattoo inspiration...but that's a whole other story. Megan did a stirling job on these claws.
Me and the world were loving them but I had to squeeze in one more WAHnderful experience (God I'm good) before I left...and I went out with a bang...
There's Chanel, There is YSL, there is candy and this shit will make ya randy. BANG! - (yes I rhyme now) Look at that bejewelled middle finger dude. Incredible.
Even my main homegirl M.I.A gets dem nails coloured at this Dalston nail emporium ...
Yup.
The salon and everyone who works there is amazonianly amazing, but Megs is my girl and also the manager. Look at the crazy cow...
Hahaha, she is so smokin and such a doll.
The actual salon is so chill. It even doubles as an art gallery by night, my mate Zac (hi Zac!) showcased some of his creations there...just look at it....
Look, I took these on my phone whilst deciding on colours, so don't be critiquing my photography and just check out the hula hoops, OK love?
When I landed back in reality aka 'Perth' I hung onto my last London mani till the very last minute, but the time came, and they needed doing espesh as it was my birthday this weekend and I can't be seen without a dose of freshness on the ends of my fingers innit? My usual lady was expected to step it up a notch, and I don't reckon she did all that bad ...
You dig? Yes, that's a little Dior logo on my pinkie...and a dollar sign...what of it? (FYI - my fingers aren't that porky in real life. Honest.)
So if you are the kind to get your nails did and you live in London or are visiting, hit this place up and tell 'em The Owl named Tammy sent you. They also have a concession in TopShop in Oxford Circus.
31/07/2010
Steeze Inspo for Summer 2011
Someone mentioned Ja Rule last night for some God damn reason, not sure why ... but it reminded me of those mad collabs Jennifer Lopez used to do with him in 2001..or was it 2002? Oh bite me you fact Nazi's. Anyway, I used to fucking love those tunes. I came home and did a bit of YouTube action and in the process, got totally inspired for my look this summer. Yes Owlettes (see how I used a capital?) I am bringing back velour...you just try and stop me. This vid totes reminds me of school holidays back in Rape Town, South Africa when we used to just hang around the neighbourhood streets with boys that were bad for us. Oh the memories ... *sigh* um OK, actually the memories can stop now...*shudder*
Whatever ones opinion of 'J' to the 'Lo', the bitch is banging, you can't deny, and I want to look like her.
