(artist impression of 'my' Holly Fulton) Holly Fulton is my favourite designer ever, ever. I will never ever own anything she has designed but I can dream. ( buy me the cloud dress someone please) anyway, you can now buy some H&M leggings and tees which has absolutely rinsed all her designs. I'd sue if I were her.
He's in Covent Garden at the moment. I gave him 50p for some kittikat yesterday. merry christmas to him.
He's even got his own bit on the london underground website.
Pictures of Clare's broken limbs and my bruised knees to follow...
I'm currently wearing...tights, 2 pairs of socks, a vest, a tshirt, a massive jumper a coat, gloves and a scarf. sheesh. Book skating here
Also at Somerset House - sponsored by Tiffany (gosh imagine) is the mega romantic skating - here's Torville or Dean - whatever, spinning about in the video.
Book and engagement - I mean AFTERNOON TEA!here. Teatime with Tiffany
On Saturday afternoons in the lead up to Christmas, enjoy a Teatime with Tiffany skate session, accompanied by tea-dance music and live ice-dance displays, you can join in or just admire from afar. Followed by a free hot drink to warm you up, a Tiffany treat and a luxurious glass of champagne for the adults.
My wonderlandwpa email address is no longer in use - the clue being that I HAVEN'T WORKED THERE FOR A MONTH, sheesh. Please stop emailing it - my boss is picking up all sorts of nonsense especially gossip from the girls! sardinetincollector@gmail only.
Planner
“This is a real edgy brand.
Targeting young men 18-24. We want something that patronises both men and women at the same time.” Art Director
“Yep I agree. Let’s start with every man’s fantasy.” Copy writer
“Well it has to be a threesome, doesn’t it?” Art Director
“Nice, let’s push it to the next level though…” Copywriter
“A ten-some?” Planner
“I like where this is going guys. We can’t show any penetration though. It just has to appear imminent.” Art Director
“I’ve got it! It’s a guy who works as a prison guard. But in a women’s prison.” Planner
“Bullseye” Copy writer
(Getting excited)
“Yep. Yep. we can have him in the changing room watching the women.”
Planner
“I can safely say this is the best thing I’ve ever worked on.” Art Director
“I don’t think it’s out there enough at the moment though. The Mighty Boosh is very in now. Can we add a element of wackiness to it?” Copy Writer
“Okay, how about they’re not in showers, but sharing a massive pile of rice pudding with two flying jelly fish and one of the women has a sock puppet on her hand?” Art Director
“Fetch me my sign pen…”
Planner
“Great guys, I expect Cuprinol sales to increase ten-fold.”
I've nicked the intro from Run Riot because I tried to introduce this post by describing Scottee, but I can't do it. After Antisocial club nights when I first moved to London and various mad un-cabaret nights (including the amazing Eat Your Heart Out last year), I've become quite fond of this loveable weirdo... so read on:
Scottee is a performer. He has performed at some of the worlds most prestigious galleries and theatres including: Tate Britain & Modern; ICA; Whitechapel; Royal Festival Hall; Royal Opera House and the Roundhouse. As well as gracing the pages of Dazed & Confused, Independant, i-D, W and Sunday Times Style, he was also included in i-D magazine's 200 portraits by Nick Knight, won title of TimeOut Performer of 2010 and grabbed the covers of both TimeOut & Independent on Sunday in 2011. He has broken limbs, been questioned by Police and lost 100's of pairs of high heels in his determination to please and challenge his auidence. His brash, clumsy and obnoxious approach to performance has left them confused, annoyed and amused. Whatever you think of Scottee - he probably won't care.
Barbican shop is open as usual but now alongside 'The Den' which showcases new and unique bits and bobs from British design talent so ideal for an unusual stylish present. The christmas indoor market starting in the first week of December (as it should be) but expect glitter and standard stuff. Started my crimper shopping this weekend, I hate Oxford Circus at the best of times but now it's teeming with slow stomping out of towners desperate to get their baubles. Got one present! grrr.