Jacobs

The other day I took myself on a trip to the Marc by Marc Jacobs store on Mount Street. Mount Street in itself is amazing with Balenciaga, Louboutin and Scotts who wouldn't be happy !? I have always been a fan of Marc by Marc but hadnt actually been into one of their flagship stores until my sister brought this one to my attention. In the store there are boxes filled with quirky rings, gorgeous purses, t-shirs, designer condoms and much much more. These things belong to a line called Jacobs the littlest sister to Marc. The maximum price you would pay for this line is around 30 pounds. I found some great presents and lets face it....it's cheap and who doesn't love a label?

Happy Christmas everyone xxx C xxx

"His socks compelled ones attention without losing ones respect" Sak

I don't know about you but I find that there is something very attractive about a guy in good socks. Through ones socks I think one has the capability to capture ones attention and show a good personality trait, that being confidence. For some reason the coloured sock manages to show someone's intelligence and brashness as well as telling the viewer of ones attention to appearance which I also think is very important in a man. My personal choice of colour would have to be pink as I find that there is something acutely attractive about a man who is able to pull off pink. I recommend Tabio they have the best colours. So guys... don't complain when you get socks for Christmas the message is much deeper than not knowing what to get.

5 days till Christmas and we may have a white one!

Dear Santa all I want for Christmas is...

1. A Burberry trench coat (preferably in navy). To me this is the opitome of English sophistication and classic tailoring. A timeless necessity.
2.Miu Miu quilted leather studded hobo bag. I think that this is the perfect go-to city bag. It would look amazing teamed with a leather jacket and a slouchy t-shirt....and yes i do have a slight obsession with black and gold.
3.Austique diamond initial necklace, fabulous and totally spoiling.
4.D&G number 10 "La Rue De La Fortune". This scent is a mixture between pink pepper, tuba rose, jasmine and vanilla and i think its heavenly. A harmounious mix of freedom, edgyness and dynamism.
5.See by chloe boots. I have already blogged about how consummately infatuated I am with these boots.

And I promise to be good all year.

X

Can we talk without chatting?

For some ridiculous reason of which I can not comprehend the boys in my year group have decided that instead of having a conversation like normal intelligent people we must "chat". "Good chat" is definded by the extent to which you can ridicule another person or generally badinage your current situation. If you have "smelly chat" then you are not considered one of the lads...ahh the maturity. After a Saturday night of the lads deciding to play DUDstep, pour beer all over their bodies including in their eyes and burn each others t-shirts I decided that it doesnt take a great amount of acuity to "chat". The "chat" vocab consists of:
Crust= Bad
Aids also= Bad
Hane= Cigarette
Mess= Self explanitory
and Key= Essential
The lads really enjoy "crust" and aids" as nothing is good enough so mostly things are negative.
So today I ask...May we talk and not chat?

It's the most wonderful time of the year

It's that wonderful time of year when all the Christmas lights are up, presents are looming around the corner and the weather is that perfect mix of cold air with blue skies. I have always been a massive fan of early December that is with the exception of the first ten days when I am at school. I love putting on long socks, boots, jumpers and coats and watching the world go past blissfully. It may be the most expensive time of the year but boy is it worth it. On of my all time favourite things about November/December are the red cups at Starbucks. I have no idea why but they make me feel very blithe! Below is a list of my favourite thing's to do in London during Christmas:

1. Ice skating at Somerset house. I think that Somerset house is one of the most beautiful buildings and surrounded by the massive Tiffany themed tree, oversized Tiffany box and the smell of mulled wine is my idea of complete bliss!
2. Sitting in Sloane Square and watching the buzz go past. It has the most elegant and beautiful Christmas lights.
3. Shopping or window shopping on Mount Street, Bond Street and in Harvey Nicks (avoid Oxford Street at all costs.)
4. Watching Gossip Girl. Particularly the episodes which are filmed around Christmas, top ones being "Roman Holiday" and "Hi Society"
5.Going to Winter wonderland and eating the waffles

So wrap up warm, tis' the season...
X

11.09

Everyday through no fault of my own I stumble upon a song that will become my theme tune for the next 24 hours and so today I am going to share with y'all my favourite picks from the last week (or so)....

1. Basic Space- The xx

2. Whatever you like- Anya Marina

3. Summer Job- Art Brut

4. Heartbeat- Nneka (Chase and Status we just brought a guitar mix)

5. Tie Me Up- Dirty Stop Out...this just reminds me of Rosie Hungtington Whitely in the AMAZING Agent Provacateur Valentines Day 2009 advert and may make me feel like I am her for 3 minutes 15 seconds but wassever

6. Sweet Child of Mine- Guns N' Roses

7. Stars- The xx

8. Embers- Jest Jack (30cm Remix)

9. Something We're Becoming- Time Machine

10. Ready for the floor- Lissy Trullie

Just listing them makes me want to do a little dance....

What a revelation!

On Saturday I stopped in to Whistles in Chelsea to check out what newly appointed cheif executive Jane Sheperdson had done with the place. I have always quite like Whistles in a sort of smasual (smart casual) stay safe kind of thing to go to an interview in but still look like your not wearing high street if ya get what I mean! But my opinions were completely changed when I walked into a store filled with well made, fashion forward, high quality,distinct pieces which are also affordable. Jane Shepherson was the fomer brand director for Topshop and is credited with being the leading British proponent for fast fashion after the vast damand for "boho chic" in 2004-5. Under new direction Whistles is now begginig to reclaim it's roots as being an intependant, stylish and uber cool boutique. I loved this silk biker blouse which could be worn under a coat in the winter or as a leather alternative in the summer. My eye was also caught by this purple mock Herve Leger body con dress, I love the zips that run up the sleeves and think it is an exquisite colour my favourite item were a pair of soft black harem pants complete with visible gold zips....awesome.

X

Needle and Thread

There are some people who have the ability to make me laugh anytime and anywhere. My best friend Laura being one of them. I took this photo on one of the rare occasions when she was laughing from something I had said or done. It is very rare to find someone who you are able to act like a five year old with and connect on such a level with where you could most likely live in a white box with some cigarettes and juice boxes and live happily ever after. Hold on to these specials tight, regardless of the colour of your box or your chosen items. So Laura (as I know you will be reading this) I appreciate you too much to even comprehend and I want to say Thankyou, just for being you.

I dream of Edie

Today I watch Factory Girl today for the eighteenth billion time but this time I decided to do a little research. So we all (should) know who Edie Sedgwick was, a model, socialite, actress, sortakindatillshegotcutoff heiress and most famously Andy Warhole's muse. My first impression on watching this film is who the hall wouldn't want to be Edie she is intruiging, happy-go-lucky and to say the least pulchritudinous. She is a girl with balls and has nothing to hide. As the film progresses you see Edie as this lost and ironically "poor" little rich girl pirouetting into a pool of drugs. As onlookers we look at people like Edie at the downfall of her life as inferior, deficient when really the actions of these people are all causes of their predecessors and of incidents past. Edie Sedgwick suffered sexual abuse from her father from the age of eight, was sent to a psychiatric ward under claims of being dangerous to society and had suffered two suicides by her brothers so can we blame her for getting lost in translation? She may have died a drug addict but she also died a ledgend. Someone who could wear a leotard down the street and transform it into something socially excaptable, someone who could die her hair silver and be followed by thousands of teenagers just dyying to know what it's like to be like Edie. I for one think its sad, her life that is. She was a beautiful, charismatic woman torn apart by vices which she aquired through no means of her own. I strongly suggest having a look at Ciao! Manhattan a beautiful and Insightful documentary on a fragile and intellegant woman. So today I dream of Edie.

Enough said

My friend Tom sent this to me in detention...it made me smile.

Losing my religion...

I have studied Theology since a very young age and could probably quote 1/3 of the Bible and name 50 scholars and philosophers without thinking about it and yet I really dont know where I stand with my own beliefs. My Father is a practising Jew and I went to a Jewish school for two years but my Mother is protestant and I have been at a Christian school for the last five years but her dad (aka my Grandpa) is Jewish...and you think your confused? I could say I was a soft compatabilist and a libertarian yet when it comes to my religion well to say the least im a bit discombobulated. On one hand I feel Jewish, there is something very zealous-like about having Judaism in ones blood and I think that the Jewish way of life is one that is very deferential. But...I have been made to go to chapel every sunday since I was 13 and I think that good old JC is a top guy (sound like I'm from Manchester there "top"). I am also often seen sporting numerous rosaries around my neck. Above is a picture of some random religious métier (just that which i found in my dorm at school by no means all of it!) that I have collected over the past few years...love the kitchness of naf icons etc!

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Smoke, baloons and...a really old motorbike?

My mind is quite boring this morning I just sat through a two hour re-take for the third time...anyone need a job as a maths teacher?

Some new picture of Lucy (it's very hard to find people who can model as well as she can for free ok?) I dont know about these ones, I like them but I think they feel a bit staged so tellmewhattayathink .

One of the greats

Every so often I am going to write about people that are true inspirations to me and young people who I think NEED to be heard or seen.I would like to share with the world my favourite (not so well kept) secret; Sebastian DeSouza (aka Seb but he will always be Sebastian to me).He is very English, very well spoken, very Withnail and I.

Sebastian is only 16 years old but not only would he be able to finish a botle of whisky with my Grandpa and hold up an intellectual conversation with an 80 year old MP he also happens to be THE best actor I have ever seen in my life. Im not talking Brad or Johnny... I'm talking Redford. I first saw Sebastian perfom in 2006 where he played Puck in "A Midsummer Nights Dream" and he took mine (and the rest of the audiences) breath away. But that was nothing compared to his interpretation of Morris from "Good" was ASTOUNDING. I'm telling you people...this boy can act. He is also a marvelous friend.

I have known Sebastian for four years now and he has never let me down, always supported me and he is just one of those fucking cool people you just have to know and love. Watch out world because this might be the most amazing thing to hit you since Neil Armstrong landed on the moon in 1969.

Hells Bells

Its the only day of the year where people open their doors to strangers and give them food yet it's in remembrance of what? Oh celebrating the dead that's right... any one thinking what I'm thinking here!? I myself am a great fan of halloween how ever I couldn't help but notice the amount of people parading around the streets of london dressed up as (to put it bluntly but the again as nicely as I can) strumpets. It's halloween people you are meant to scare people with blood dripping down your face or a skeletal frame not your boobs.

Paris for the weekend...

Sorry I have been so lazy with writing but I just got back from Paris where I was for the weekend. Paris is one of my all time favorite places EVER! I stayed in a hotel called the Pershing Hall which is on Rue Pierre Charron in the 8th and is the the most tantalizing boutique hotels which includes a vertical garden stretching 100ft through the middle of the hotel and a staggering bar complete with mirrored furniture in audacious colors (if you ever go order the pink pool...aHmazing).

For those of you who are planning a trip to Paris in the near future make sure that you go to the Marais district which is in the old Jewish area in the 4th. The Marais is home to some of the best vintage shops... my favorite being Free P Star which is number 8 Rue Croix and all the tiny thrift stores along Rue Des Rosier. For people spotting go on a Sunday the shops will be jam packed but you are sure to clock some interesting characters. I brought myself a vintage fur coat which will be indispensable to me this winter I'm sure.
I also had an interview at Parsons Paris where I hope to study photography next year... impelling stuff!
I will up load photos soon... Connie X

Like, want, NEED

The boots have definately been on my mind for a while an have made their way to the top of my x-mas wish list. Ahh See by Chloe you have gone and done it again! See by Chloe is the outre little sister to Chloe which defines French fashion. The line focuses of pretty dresses and faddy seperates and is bursting with feminine French penache. I wore my Kurt Geiger biker boots to death last winter and I am dying for these ones they are a harmonious mix of Doc Martins with a cowboy edge...fantastic!

x

Predetermined nostalgia

Boy text's girl. Girl and Boy meet up at 9. They talk about their lessons and any other events of the day. They kiss. They go back to house by 9.15. Well this was at least what happened at my school when we were 13.

I can't say I miss that now as I'm still at school and I'm still young my self and I see that happen every day and every other day another 13 year old girl will come back crying because "he was so good looking" and they broke up (sigh). But I can just see it now, that in ten years time when school is far behind me I will miss those 15 minutes of pure excitement. When you have nothing to worry about;marriage looming around the corner; and meeting up with a member of the opposite sex for a night doesnt have the possibility of leading to pregnancy. Am I alone in thinking this? Kind of sad me even thinking about this. But it was kind of on my mind all day.

I would quite like to be Tim Walker

The photo's above are mine and the ones below are by Tim Walker

These are some pictures I took on my friend Lucy for an art project of mine. I really wanted to capture an essance of Tim Walker in my photography and so I used his idea of ballons. I took these down by a canal in Oxford where there are all these funny little house boats which have set up a community. I took the photos at sunset so I could capture the perfect lighting , I wanted to mix together the grittyness of the boats with the femininity of lucy and the delicacy of the surrounding foliage. Tim Walker is a highly respected fashion photographer who has taken photos for Vogue, W, Harpers Bazaar and many more. I love LOVE love his style and the way it is so dramatic but harmonious at the same time.

On my mind...

Welcome to on my mind where I tell you ironically... whats on my mind! Mainly I will indulge you all on my thoughts and experiences with fashion, art and little things I may stumble upon but ocasionally I may go on a rant and let you see what it's like to be 17 again. I plan on posting pictures and websites sometime in the near future but I'm just finding my footing first....
Yours, Connie x