Currently I have more important things to be writing than jolly ol’ STNF. I’ll still be updating ReelEyes, procrastinating Tumblresque on Miles Westwood and socialising banally on Twitter. See you there. MW x
Hello sailor…
•April 26, 2011 • Leave a Comment
How ever so nautical. Do you think she’s called Svetlana? Definitely a likelihood. She’s got those hot and high waisted shorts, which are seriously cute and this chick digs a photo-op, check the bent knee, she’s been shot before. Matching detailing with the brass buttons and necklace keeps everything in check and perfectly balanced above some deck shoe inspired sneaks. Hands up who loves hot weather!
Snapped by the Style Scout.
Cava On A Friday…
•April 22, 2011 • Leave a Comment
In a previous job, Friday afternoon was spent drinking Cava in the gaffer’s office… she’d send me out for three bottles that’d be shared between a tiny workforce, the nights that followed were good times. Why am I telling you this? The betty above is Stephanie La Cava. That’s why.
Anyone else thinking getaway sticks? The look is the epitome of dirty blonde. Trench dress on legs to the neck, on stacked high sandals – basic, but bold execution.
Courtesy of All The Pretty Birds.
Stussy and One World
•April 18, 2011 • Leave a Comment
There is I feel a movement against Stussy, nothing strong, just a mild distaste. I don’t think it’s big or important even, but as it goes I used to flog the brand in a skate shop and always quite like their cut and designs. This is a particular pleasing example with sociological and humanitarian concerns conveniently crumpled into a logo.
Given up by Ironic Fashion.
Barely dressed at Coachella
•April 18, 2011 • Leave a Comment
Coachella is, in the amounts of eye-candy that spew from the memory cards of those willing to sling a SLR over their shoulder, an odd mix of desperation and paradise. Two of my favourite things.
As seen through the lens of Mr. Newton.
Own your ankles!
•April 18, 2011 • Leave a Comment
Ankles are a powerful part of the anatomy and being able to be recognised by them is a good thing to have going on. Such formal footwear, solid and serious with that exposed joint offering a bit more than you expect with the intrigue of the inked bee and all halo-ed by a frayed hem of denim. It makes me want to talk…
Via Jak & Jil Blog.
I Think You’re Great
•April 17, 2011 • Leave a Comment
I got a thing for these tees from UNIQLO. Just simple and straight-forward, but with a little bit of sass. Don’t mind Shini’s Radcliffe jeans either – on the money for sure.
Via Park & Cube.
Was he in a Gus Van Sant movie?
•April 16, 2011 • Leave a Comment
How Gus Van Sant is this dude! I like a man stuck in the early 90s, solid work soldier. Is he flipping the bird?
From Last Night’s Party.
Tassel-Tastic
•April 16, 2011 • Leave a Comment
This has got it going on. Tassels aside I’m crushing on the heavy eye-brows. There is something distinctly unattractive about the over-shaped arch, why get that close to the edge, just go simple styling, well groomed sophistication. Plus it allows for you to express distaste in the most powerful of manner – a single raise of disapproval.
On the threads though, which is why I’m here. Tucked in, yet tight and easy all at once is what we got here. The hair and the shirt mirror one another being buddled up and flowing out when and where. Then through the stone wash tipped of with a laceless lush, it’s all slick and firm. Plus there is a understated cool in allowing your peeper-protection to hang loose. She’s just got it together.
Who else, Face Hunter.
The girl next door…
•April 7, 2011 • Leave a Comment
Zhanna here is a betty, we can most likely agree on that and initially I wanted to complain about her being described as, “A kind of girl-next-door…” The problem with my argument is this, she actually looks quite like the girl next door. Ok, the girl who used to live next door, and when I say next door, I mean next door-but-one. You can see my point though? And speaking of points, how about Zhanna’s zigzag silhouette? Angle spelt angel… There is also a squiffy eye in the mix and we all know about the power they have.
It seems amiss not to give at least a short paragraph to the actual girl next door. She was after all a league or two ahead of Zhanna, but that can probably be accounted for by my years passed at the time, I was of an impressionable age. She was a little older, and clearly rebellious, plus she used to play with my cat, which isn’t a euphemism. She wore a Madonna – Like A Virgin cut off tee and Morten Harket style wire/leather wrist paraphernalia. This image of cool was forever imprinted on me…
