Archives for the month of: November, 2013

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Love,

The Styletterie

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Happy Thanksgiving one and all! Not being American, I don’t actually celebrate Thanksgiving (and truth be told, am pretty sketchy on the historical details surrounding it) but I do love the idea of a holiday that’s a.) a day off, b.) a time to see your family, c.) not religious therefore all inclusive, d.) not about presents and e.) a time to remember and celebrate all the things we’re thankful for. (Because we all know how easy it is to focus mainly on the things that suck!) So in honour of this holiday (and given that I do love a theme!) here are 2 very American outfits that I wore when I was in the USA in the summer of 2011.

The red, white and blue outfit (dress from Zara, bag from Oasis) was worn at a Yankees game in New York (complete with pink Yankee hat that I bought about 12 years ago because, ahem, Victoria Beckham had one.) and yes, I posed like that A LOT.

The American flag tee (Miss Selfridge) was worn in LA that same summer. (My belt, which you can’t really see, has a Harley Davidson American Eagle buckle as well. Sometimes I think I take themes too literally…)

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And I did the American flag inspired nails for a birthday party I had at a bowling alley one year, figuring that bowling and Americana go hand in hand!

Also, speaking of posing like a nerd, over-theming my clothes and being inspired by American activities, SPOILER ALERT, I am going to New York on Saturday for a few days!!! I am insanely excited and am going to take pictures of everything with a view to blogging about it.

Let the packing crisis begin!

Happy Thanksgiving (and Happy Hannukah, if you’re celebrating)!

Love,

The Styletterie

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Following on from my current/rediscovered  Archie obsession

Both of these are now hanging in my room.

The boyfriend isn’t happy!

😉

Love,

The Styletterie

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When I first read about Charlotte Olympia’s new collection inspired by Archie comics on Talk To My Shoes I actually squealed out loud at work and had to feign a sprained foot. My excitement is out of all proportion seeing as I won’t be able to afford any of it but the marriage of two of my all-time favourite things was just too exciting for me! Archie comics are a glorious, wholesome, cool, joyous reminder of my youth (an American friend of a friend of my Nannie used to import them for me, and I used to get them as treats when I was good. Ok, “good” may be an overstatement. When I wasn’t that bad.) And Charlotte Olympia, well, has she ever done anything that didn’t make me feel at least four of the seven deadly sins? (The fun ones, obvs ;-p). Seriously, I want ALL THE THINGS! So, I spent quite some time looking through the pictures of the collection and sighing wistfully until I realised that I could totally DIY something similar, with ease. Ok, not exactly the same, but I could definitely channel the same vibe and get my happy Archie fashion fix!

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So, inspired by these shoes, I set about creating little hearty brooches that I could put on all my shoes. I was going to do it all ruched and pretty, but lost patience as I wanted to wear them NOW. (I miiight be more Veronica than Betty.)

First, I cut up some old Archie comics and also printed out various pictures I liked. Then I laminated them at work. (Naughty Styletterie). Then I simply used various bits of old fabric, some brooch backs, some pearls  and some plain multi-purpose glue and fashioned the above hearty shoe brooches. Then I decided it would be really fun to make some Betty and Veronica cameos, so I went online and found them some frames (pink and vintage-y for Betty and diamonds for Veronica, naturally). I loved those so decided that Jughead definitely needed to get involved since as far as I am concerned his laid back attitude, never-ending appetite for junk food and penchant for crowns make him the coolest member of the gang. (Ok fine, I fancy Jughead, so sue me! Juggie, if you’re reading this- call me.) Poor lovelorn Ethel was his counterpart, and I might make them into earrings.

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I then got a little trigger-happy and started attaching them to everything I could find. I might try and papier mache a bangle at some point too. Basically, if you see a lunatic dressed head to toe in little pictures of comic strip characters skipping through the streets of London, saying “Omigod!” and “Sheesh kebob!” every 2 minutes, don’t be alarmed….

Thank you!

Love,

The Styletterie

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On Friday night I went to the London Aquarium for a drinks evening with my friends, figuring what could be a better combination than alcohol, gossip and fish? (The answer turned out to be all of the above plus Chicken McNuggets.) Here’s what I learned:

-Sharks are pretty creepy (especially when you are walking over them on a clear glass floor)

-Rays look really smiley but don’t mess with them.

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-Fish are amazingly stylish and most of the patterns they sported prompted one or all of my friends to wistfully imagine them as dresses. Mary Katrantzou-take note.

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Paul Smith fish


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-Eating coley is better for the environment than eating cod. (But coleys presumably disagree.)

– Jellyfish are totally hypnotic.

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-Not all piranhas are scary. Some are non-carnivorous and look like they’ve been dipped in glitter! (See top picture)

-I was totally right when I said that one day fish themed jewellery would come in handy.

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Ha.

Just keep swimming!

Love,

The Styletterie

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……….you see bindis for sale in Urban Outfitters and combination skirt/trousers in River Island and you wore them the first time they were fashionable when you were 13 years old and you thought that bindis went about 2 inches higher than they’re actually meant to go and that powder blue and stretchy were good things for trousers to be:

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“Do you prefer fashion victim or ensembly challenged?”

Oh, the memories……

Love,

The Styletterie

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Do you believe in love at first sight? I didn’t. Perhaps you will think me shallow for finding my soulmate in a necklace. My response to that is simple: I don’t need you. I have my necklace.

As I mentioned in my previous post, I spent the whole of last Sunday in Bicester shopping village. Four years ago, I had gone to Bicester with my boyfriend and seen a pair of Vivienne Westwood earrings that I loved. I didn’t buy them as I decreed them too expensive but the heaviness of buyer’s remorse has lingered in my heart ever since. (Translation: I’ve been going on about them for four years. My boyfriend rues the day Ms. Westwood was born.) So, this year I went for my annual mosey into Vivienne Westwood to see if they had anything similar and stopped in my tracks, all thoughts of tacky hoop earrings forgotten. It was perfect. It was beautiful. It was love.

And it was about 5 times more expensive than any other item of jewellery I have ever bought.

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I wrenched myself out of there and moped desultorily around a few more shops, picking up accessories and casting them aside for what was the point? I had tasted desire. I had known love. I dismissed everything I saw, weeping and bemoaning the fact that life had lost all meaning. I wailed and beat my breast. The shop assistants asked me to leave after that. A few more shops and several dirty looks later, my friends took me and threw me back into Vivienne’s arms. I touched it. I tried it on. I made my boyfriend take pictures of me wearing it as though these were my last moments with a dying relative. And when the time came to say goodbye, I couldn’t.

Reader, I bought it.

And hot damn do I love it!!!! 😀

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Love,

The Styletterie & Her Necklace

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Last Sunday, I spent the day at Bicester, a designer outlet village just over an hour’s drive from London. My friends and I try and go once a year to get some Christmas shopping done. Having learned our lesson from going the first weekend of December last year, this year we got in there early. We also went on Sunday figuring it would be less busy than Saturday and woke up at the crack of dawn to get there for opening time. (Trust me, it is not worth getting there any later, you’ll spend more time queuing in the cold than shopping.)

Anyway, it’s a very pretty little place, all quaint sloping roofs and random statues of bears (never having lived in a village, I cannot confirm whether giant stone bears are a fixture of all villages or just this one). It is uncovered so dress warmly. There are a few restaurants but mostly just lots and lots of shops- Prada, Ralph Lauren, Temperley, DVF, Gucci, Burberry, Mulberry, Matthew Williamson, Agent Provocateur, Bose, Kate Spade, Juicy Couture etc. etc. There are also a few slightly more affordable options, such as Cath Kidston, Jack Wills, Hobbs, Coast, Reiss and Ted Baker. There are a couple of kids’ clothes shops and a handful of kitchenware shops (Wedgwood, Le Creuset etc.). The discounts range from pretty good to very good. (And if you are lucky enough to have a friend who is a non UK resident with you, they can go to the Visitor Centre and get a 10% off card. Yay for foreign friends!)

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Unfortunately, there used to be several more high street-y shops, including Monsoon (great for pretty dresses), Bodum (super-useful for Christmas presents) and French Connection (which in truth was the main reason I went to Bicester) which have been axed, presumably in a bid to make it more high-end and exclusive. However, I have to confess that for all my love of gorgeous clothes and fashion, I am not a huge designer lover. (Translation: I can’t afford it, and I’m also equally happy with a similar but cheaper version of designer styles.) So, if you are someone who does like to invest in designer pieces, then Bicester is the place for you. However if, like me, you take the view that £1,035 or £695, makes no difference- it’s still totally unattainable, then prepare not to come home laden with bags.

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It is still, however, a good day out. Their Christmas decorations are pretty, the atmosphere is good (although closer to Christmas it can get a little manic), they had a 2 minute silence at 11am which I thought was a nice touch, the restaurants are good (Villandry –which I always expect to be a preppy swimming trunks shop but is actually a restaurant-  does a whole roasted Camembert :-D) and the discounts make shopping even more fun than it usually is! Alas, however, I didn’t get manage to get any Christmas shopping done this time.

 Which isn’t to say that I didn’t buy anything……

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 Love,

The Styletterie

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So, this is embarrassing… As I started writing this I suddenly realised that I am wearing head to toe M&S. Seriously: my top, necklace, treggings and wedge booties are all from Marks and Spencer! Sorry for the hugely unimaginative post!

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In my defence, my long silver ring is vintage, the rose earrings were a gift from a friend who lives in Athens, and the big silver bangle was a gift. (From someone who I know shops a lot in M&S. Oh dear.) What can I say, it may have (or have had- the times they are a-changing) a rep for being a bit old-persony but I just love M&S!

On a separate note, I was in Covent Garden last night (mmm, Shake Shack) and not only was it overrun with dreamy RAF men in uniform (our survey says: YES PLEASE!) but their big Christmas reindeer (complete with flashing red nose) totally put a smile on my face! I believe I feel my festive spirit coming on…..

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Have a good weekend!

Love,

The Styletterie

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Today I’m wearing:

Purple and lace top – Warehouse

Blue skirt – Vintage (my Mum’s from the 70s)

Leopard print jacket – M&S

Boots – River Island

I always find it harder to wear colour in winter, all my bright clothes seem really summery so this is an attempt to look professional (I am wearing it to work), colourful (to combat my misery as the weather turns from autumn to winter), warm (see previous point), fun (I am going out later with a friend) and comfy (we are going to eat lots of pizza).

Jewellery:

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Silver and gold heart earrings- my sister’s from the 80s (I hesitate to say “vintage” lest she reads this and kills me)

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