I've been ridiculously excited about the live online streaming of the Marc Jacobs A/W10 Show since it was announced, and I set the date in my phone calender and have been positively gushing about it ever since!
So tonight, in preparation, I have taken Pro Plus and drank my weight in tea. I drink copious amounts of tea anyway, but I've even outdone myself today I think, so this show better be good!! I'm incredibly hyper!
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I actually made notes as though I was some kind of reporter whilst watching this, so let's see if I can make some sense of them...
Adorable Marc Jacobs tugged down the curtain as Robert Duffy (@robertcduffy) had mentioned on Twitter only minutes before, to reveal his models. The theme was definately utility chic; the smooth, suave business feel of the sharply tailored suits was toned down with loose, flowing hair and fresh faces. Little kitten heels in neutral colours were paired with socks for an older, more womanly feel, rather than cutesy (I felt).
Flowing materials in soft pastels ruled the show (like most others this season), with a smattering of glimmer and shine in the dresses and coats especially. Capes, fur-trims and knee length skirts were staple features, as were elbow-length gloves, sweeping backlines, and thin satin dresses worn under thicker, heavier coats. There was romanticism in ruffles, frills and loose bows, that added a touch of delicacy to an otherwise strong collection.
Monday 15 February 2010
Monday 8 February 2010
Oh dear God, no.
Today, I completely humiliated myself.
Not even in a 'yeah-that-was-completely-humiliating-but-I'm-over-exaggerating-so-I'm-sure-it'll-be-fine' way, but a 'I'm-not-sure-I'll-ever-be-able-to-show-my-face-again' way.
I threw up, all over myself, in class. There was like no warning, I just threw up into my hands and ran out the room. Sophie followed me, wretching, but ready to aid me if I needed her, and we rushed to the toilets. My trousers had taken the brunt of it, but I'd managed to catch almost all of it and so I thought I was saved. I was completely and ridiculously embarassed, though, and refused to go back to Film. So I went to sit in the library, starting reading November 2004 Vogue (I've been working my way through the College library's back copies), then felt a bit sick again, so rushed back off to the toilets. But it was too late. I was sick once again into my hands, but not so lucky this time round, spilled it onto the floor and all over my trousers, blazer and hair. Hair. I locked myself into a toilet cubicle and called my mum, who didn't pick up.
I was mortified, and didn't want to leave the cubicle because people had seen it happen and were laughing. Laughing. I almost died. Sophie came in to save me again, and some kind girl offered me like a million baby wipes, and I cleaned myself up as best as I could and called my mum, dad and stepdad maybe 10 times each, to no answer. My mum finally called me back and came to pick me up (I think I would have cried if she hadn't, being humiliated as I was, I didn't want to be stuck in sick-covered clothes in college...)
It was awful and I definately never want a repeat performance. I'm the sort of person who has a panic attack at the thought of making a very minor fool of myself in front of other people, so this was just my worst nightmare. Sophie, Alex and Adam said that no one saw and that no one's going to mention it, but I don't know if I'll be able to face them again, like, ever. :(
Not even in a 'yeah-that-was-completely-humiliating-but-I'm-over-exaggerating-so-I'm-sure-it'll-be-fine' way, but a 'I'm-not-sure-I'll-ever-be-able-to-show-my-face-again' way.
I threw up, all over myself, in class. There was like no warning, I just threw up into my hands and ran out the room. Sophie followed me, wretching, but ready to aid me if I needed her, and we rushed to the toilets. My trousers had taken the brunt of it, but I'd managed to catch almost all of it and so I thought I was saved. I was completely and ridiculously embarassed, though, and refused to go back to Film. So I went to sit in the library, starting reading November 2004 Vogue (I've been working my way through the College library's back copies), then felt a bit sick again, so rushed back off to the toilets. But it was too late. I was sick once again into my hands, but not so lucky this time round, spilled it onto the floor and all over my trousers, blazer and hair. Hair. I locked myself into a toilet cubicle and called my mum, who didn't pick up.
I was mortified, and didn't want to leave the cubicle because people had seen it happen and were laughing. Laughing. I almost died. Sophie came in to save me again, and some kind girl offered me like a million baby wipes, and I cleaned myself up as best as I could and called my mum, dad and stepdad maybe 10 times each, to no answer. My mum finally called me back and came to pick me up (I think I would have cried if she hadn't, being humiliated as I was, I didn't want to be stuck in sick-covered clothes in college...)
It was awful and I definately never want a repeat performance. I'm the sort of person who has a panic attack at the thought of making a very minor fool of myself in front of other people, so this was just my worst nightmare. Sophie, Alex and Adam said that no one saw and that no one's going to mention it, but I don't know if I'll be able to face them again, like, ever. :(
Thursday 4 February 2010
I really love this shirt
Oh wow! Bee and I went into all the Charity shops in town a few weeks ago, scouting for hidden treasures, and we found a shirt that we both wanted and so decided to share. It got put into a 
pile of stuff whilst Bee moved houses and we both forgot about it, until today. I called her and asked if I could fetch it because I wanted to wear it out for my brother's birthday. Neither of us had tried it on, so I didn't really know what to expect, but I love it!
The sleeves are amazing, and it's really smooth, cool material; it just washes over the skin so delicately, it's feather light. I've paired it with some new navy skinny trousers from H&M that I got in the sales on Tuesday, and I'm going to wear some black heels.
So, pictures! (Finally);
Ignore my facial expression if you can; I know that it could make small children cry but I was in a hurry!
Happy birthday to my brother, Alex, who's 14 today :)
Ciao
pile of stuff whilst Bee moved houses and we both forgot about it, until today. I called her and asked if I could fetch it because I wanted to wear it out for my brother's birthday. Neither of us had tried it on, so I didn't really know what to expect, but I love it!The sleeves are amazing, and it's really smooth, cool material; it just washes over the skin so delicately, it's feather light. I've paired it with some new navy skinny trousers from H&M that I got in the sales on Tuesday, and I'm going to wear some black heels.
So, pictures! (Finally);
Ignore my facial expression if you can; I know that it could make small children cry but I was in a hurry!
Happy birthday to my brother, Alex, who's 14 today :)
Ciao
Wednesday 3 February 2010
Tuesday 2 February 2010
spouting nonsense because i'm tired
Okay, I'm going to stop obsessing over Haute Couture for a while... Maybe. :)
Ahhhhh, right now my life is revolving around tele shows... It's like:
Monday - America's Next Top Model
Tuesday - Glee
Thursday - Grey's Anatomy
Friday - Skins
and then Bee and I are watching through the entire Gilmore Girls (we're on series 6!), That 70's Show, Gossip Girl and Dexter(mustseeseries3likenow), and Sophie's got me into the Hills... I'm addicted :( And I have nothing better to do with my time either. My eyes will probably be square soon!
But I like turning my brain to mush, so it's okay! :D
Um, chyeah, that's about it. I'm hungry :(
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