Wild Cherry Soup
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bought for me by the ever wondrous
bytepilot at the Gay Hussar near old Compton Street rounded off a difficult day with delight. Oh, there was some other Hungarian food too, and the wine was lovely but the soup and conversation were stars. Thank you my dear duke, I needed that. Haven't properly relaxed in weeks.
After the breakfast show yesterday, I went shopping for clothes. I never really enjoy this, and right now the high street's more hellish than usual. The fashion industry, undaunted by last winter's failure to coax us all into cabinet filing grey are trotting it out again to such similar extent I suspect it's all the same stuff given bubble hems and hitched over leggings.
I went looking for elegant suits and dresses; I found department stores full of dead people. After ages of swearing I found the outfit; a beautiful dress, looking like a black top and delicate black&white checked miniskirt. It is in fact, one piece and so sweet...near it on the rack is the matching jacket, a snip together at just under two grand. Thank you Ralph Lauren, I'm sure
larians would understand perfectly. I slunk off sheepishly to Topshop where this winter's theme appears to be Malign Clowns or Monochrome. Here is the law of the jungle:
1)Checks are in, boy are they in.
2)Prom dresses are in, sweet jesus are they in.
3)Lots of stuff on your legs; Tights under long socks are still in, but they should clash or the tights should be holey.
4) Belts. Nothing has proper waists, everything is elasticated, but what's lacking in cut is made up for in material, ie lots of netting/frilling at the hem, so buy the checked elasticated prom dress and then buy the huge belt to pull it all in, giving you the appearance of a froufrou explosion just above your holey tights and clashing socks. Add one of these:
http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?beginIndex=0&viewAllFlag=&catalogId=19551&storeId=12556&categoryId=42356&parent_category_rn=42351&productId=796412&langId=-1
and you're ready for the office.
Or do what I'm doing: Go retro under a napoleonic jacket or cape/coat, cos these are the only chic things in the shops, and hide in black until the carnival passes. Preferably in the Gay Hussar with a good friend, some wine and a lot of cherry soup.
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After the breakfast show yesterday, I went shopping for clothes. I never really enjoy this, and right now the high street's more hellish than usual. The fashion industry, undaunted by last winter's failure to coax us all into cabinet filing grey are trotting it out again to such similar extent I suspect it's all the same stuff given bubble hems and hitched over leggings.
I went looking for elegant suits and dresses; I found department stores full of dead people. After ages of swearing I found the outfit; a beautiful dress, looking like a black top and delicate black&white checked miniskirt. It is in fact, one piece and so sweet...near it on the rack is the matching jacket, a snip together at just under two grand. Thank you Ralph Lauren, I'm sure
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1)Checks are in, boy are they in.
2)Prom dresses are in, sweet jesus are they in.
3)Lots of stuff on your legs; Tights under long socks are still in, but they should clash or the tights should be holey.
4) Belts. Nothing has proper waists, everything is elasticated, but what's lacking in cut is made up for in material, ie lots of netting/frilling at the hem, so buy the checked elasticated prom dress and then buy the huge belt to pull it all in, giving you the appearance of a froufrou explosion just above your holey tights and clashing socks. Add one of these:
http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?beginIndex=0&viewAllFlag=&catalogId=19551&storeId=12556&categoryId=42356&parent_category_rn=42351&productId=796412&langId=-1
and you're ready for the office.
Or do what I'm doing: Go retro under a napoleonic jacket or cape/coat, cos these are the only chic things in the shops, and hide in black until the carnival passes. Preferably in the Gay Hussar with a good friend, some wine and a lot of cherry soup.
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Date: 2008-08-23 07:04 am (UTC)I am completely hypnotised by BPAL - their marketing is astonishing, I am gutted they don't do imps of their carnival diabolique scents! Can't wait for our smellie session!
As for
BPAL
Date: 2008-08-23 09:53 am (UTC)She runs an occasional group order of Strom ladies. It started in Millen (of course, where else do all really decadent ideas start)but I have insidiously spread it to the crew. If there were enough of us interested in Carnival scents we could do decants (one person buys a bottle, decants it into 5 imps and people share the cost, based on how many people want that scent) of the Carnival scents.
Shall I facilitate an exchange of emails? Esther is lovely and is also a mad frocker!
There are also UK based swaps and decants on LJ
Be warned though. Some of the Carnival are sex in a bottle. Especially the Grindhouse girlies! I already have two or three that are going to have to be whole bottle purchases the next time Esther does a group order.