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Saturday, January 19, 2008
Here today, hair forever...

"The Victorians kept lockets of hair and miniature portraits painted with ground hair and pigment to secure the memory of a lost love. In much the same way, I secure my memories through photographic images rendered in lines of my own hair, the physical remnants. I do not reproduce events, but quiet minutes, the mundane, the domestic, the ordinary moments." Melanie Bilenker

They're not fantastical or immediately attention grabbing pieces of jewellery, but look closely and you'll see the beauty lies in the truth. She hasn't tried to glamorize anything, instead choosing to remember the moments that really make up a person's life.
And I know there's a lot of pictures, but they're so beautiful I couldn't choose which I wanted to put here (most are brooches).
Waking up
DressingCoffeeNicoDrawing a BathHairpinOverstuffed ChairClean Clothes Sunday Night

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Friday, January 11, 2008
Bag Lady...

I'm normally quite resistant to anyone having a peak in my bag because I'm a hoarder. I'm the girl who holds up train conductors for several minutes whilst fiercely rummaging in my huge bag looking for my train ticket, emerging triumphantly after finding them in a packet of tissues or half-covered in bits of my cereal bar. However, due to the recent downsizing of my bag, when Susie Bubble tagged me to reveal the contents, I didn't mind so much because the less space, the less crap...sort of.

My extremely functional leather bag which is made of leather that is smoother than a baby's behind.

The beauty regime doesn't really involve much beauty aside from my MAC Tinted lip conditioner, but as you can tell from the packet of tissues, plasters, eye drops, Nurofen and Beechams flu-plus, I am as well stocked for first-aid emergencies as a hospital. I am a bit of a hypochondriac.

Can't forget my keys, never leave home without my iPod. Mind candy is Hiroshima Mon Amour - Marguerite Duras and things of note are jotted down on my post-it notes.

Et finalment, my small red Accessorize purse which is camouflaging itself quite well, a gold ring by Sabine Mueller (who is my step-pater's cousin) red, black and grey ribbon which is handier than you might think, and a postcard of Degas' Before The Performance which is used as a bookmark.

Thrilling no? More captivating posts soon!

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Monday, January 07, 2008
No hoi polloi here...

I think Jeremy Paxman just cheated the University of Nottingham out of 5 points on a question about the Human League and the song "Don't you want me, baby?" on University Challenge. But I don't think Nottingham are taking this seriously at all, too much sniggering going on while the Oxford team looks extremely sincere and are conferring in an urgent fashion whenever they're questioned.
I love University Challenge.

Though I never intended this to be a post on a frankly rather smug university gameshow, it seems to have started out that way. It was actually going to be a post about how I think I'm rediscovering my love of bags (an IT-bag would never get this reaction out of me) because of the two designers behind label Hoiming. Hoiming Fung and Baldwin Pui co-founded the label in 2006 and their leather bags are gorgeous. The designers make the bags within deconstructed leather jackets, creating bags that completely are unique and quirky without the need for a million zips, monograms, padlocks and pockets. They're just beautiful in an odd, interesting way.

PS. Just to say that I'll be replying to all post-related comments on my blog from now on!

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Friday, January 04, 2008
A Model for all Seasons

New Pirelli calendar. Shot in Shanghai, China. I am personally loving Mo Van Dan as February, Maggie Cheung as November and Lily Donaldson as May who are all completely immaculate and stunning. I think this is probably my favourite Pirelli calendar of recent years because it doesn't portray the women in the boring and typically overt sexual fashion displayed in many of the previous calendars, where beautiful (but greasy) women writhe about on unmade beds and yacht decks.

January - Catherine McNeilFebruary - Mo Van Dan

March - Doutzen Kroes

April - Gemma Ward

May - Lily Donaldson

June - Agyness Deyn

July and August - Coco Rocha

September - Sasha Pivovarova

October - Du Juan

November - Maggie Cheung

December - Caroline Trentini

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Thursday, January 03, 2008
Christmas, carpets and catching-up...

Yikes! It feels like so long since I've written a blog entry that I'm not quite sure that I remember how to...Actually, it's been so long since I've typed something coherent on my laptop that my fingers are tripping over the keys, rather than gliding like they used to. What is that? Like when you go back to school after a summer having done no work and finding that you've forgotten how to write, and then it looks like you have the handwriting of a mentally absent 4-year-old.
I think you can see from my bizarre rambling that my brain has been switched to Holiday mode for just a wee bit too long; Christmas cheer and mushy movies are great until you remember you have 2 essays to submit in the first week of the semester. I'm still in denial and continue to sleep in until 2.30pm, but I hope you're all dealing with this post-Xmas lethargy better than I am.
My trip to Edinburgh was lovely, not so much shopping as window-shopping, relaxing and spending time with my closest friend...And eating so much I was ready for the train-conductor to deny me access to the train on the way back home for being fat. Edinburgh's a beautiful city and we were lucky enough to have really crisp wintery weather. Our hotel was amazingly close to the city and the rooms had this strange orange-yellow lighting which sort of made it feel like we were in a Wong Kar Wai film. Not to mention our glorious carpet which makes every other carpet seem dull in comparison.

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