I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a change—a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.

Flora, partner in donut crime

Sweater – Monton, Shirt as skirt (a la Anywho)- mum’s Stefanel, Belt – Courtesy of JinYoo103684 , Shoes – Topshop, Bag – Lithuanian Market, Sunglasses – Urban Outfitters

Thank you Flora for the outfit shots!

Actually, that second to last row should have an equals sign in the middle, donuts = horse calves. The weather was illegally good today so it was only right to find an illegally great donut to accompany the almighty homicide of winter, and none other than the rose-jam-almond-shavings donuts from Chmielna street came to mind. Mother always said eating in the street is unladylike but one whiff of the donutshop and I was ready to peel off the sequins from Flora’s top (that she sewed on) just because they resembled almonds… what lady?

Not to worry, this is the last of the lot. You must be sick of colourful foreign logos popping up in the right corner – I’m only hoping you will put up with these occasional sponsor flurries with more pardon over fixed advertisements. And who am I trying to kid, these bills ain’t going to pay themselves. (Although, no bill-paying currency was yielded from this specific sponsorship) Glacéau Vitamin Water and Exposure PR were awesome to arrange a front-row seat for the PPQ show, so thank you. I won’t hold a grudge against the PPQ PR who couldn’t find me a seat though, because although I had to wedge at the end of the catwalk I found out it was one of the best locations for shooting…. despite playing ‘how low can you go‘ with the BFC camera above my head…

Glacéau vitaminwater is the official soft drink supplier to London Fashion Week – keeping fashionistas hydrated all week long. Facebook page;

Zuo Corp loookbook images from official website; Thank you Flora for taking me there!

All throughout the craze of ‘popup shops’ the past year or two I don’t think I’ve ever actually seen one that visually resembled a ‘pop up’. Just like when you flip a page of a popup book

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– turn a corner and there’s a shop constructed in the middle of the street – then you turn that page and it’s gone. I don’t mean it like a lemonade stand, but a kind of ‘building’ that has a similar expiration as a popup. So, I’m compelled to blog about Zuo Corp, not only for the awesome work of Polish designer duo Dagmara Rosa & Bartek Michalec, but because this is the first time I’ve ever turned a corner and found a black box in the middle of the street, and a few weeks later I heard the black box was gone. Alright, I don’t approve that I chickened out from getting that coat which cost less than something I’d find in Topshop but surely I can flip another page soon and find them there, right?

On a separate note, I’m asked to announce that I may or may not be doing a cool project with Studio Total, a Swedish advertising agency with clients like H&M, IKEA, Gucci Europe. But I don’t like being elusive and telling people that I’m off to some über exclusive private event so I’ll leave it at that. Yay wasn’t that elusive.

Wool Coat – Mum’s, Dress – Vintage, Shoes – Salvatore Ferragamo (via ebay), Leather top – Vintage Topshop, Bag – Candybag courtesy of Furla; Thank you Flora for the photos!

When I was young I wished I could sprinkle gummy-bears in my cereal, in my mind it would taste like… well, gummy-bears with milk – I’d say ‘the rainbow’ but I was also born with the sarcasm bone lodged snug in my brain. That bone only warrants me to smirk, but with me that’s the equivalent of bursting out in a Disney song in the street. At the sight of Furla’s Candy bags from SS11 I smirked, and the inner child in me did the whole discography of Disney. I think I will actually pour milk in the bag and drink out of it. Isn’t that a perfect ‘bread soup bowl’ logic or what.

So welcome to the garden party! Well, not strictly garden, but I promise there will be a party. I’ve got SIX Candybags (colour of your choice) to give out, isn’t Furla amazing, and here’s all you need to do: Follow me….

 

…. to a dark alley and see what I need from your wallet.
No.

That’s all. And please, don’t be super clever and leave multiple comments under different names, the web wasn’t born yesterday, there’s a simple way of knowing :)

Two bags will be given away to London & UK participants. Winners will be announced at the London Furla collection launch event in mid-April, to which everyone is invited (the party! 20% off, ‘spiked’ lemonade and DJs).

Four bags for the rest of the world!

Deadline for participating is 10th April 2011, 23:59 GMT

Here’s the voluntary somersault bit. Obviously Furla has so generously given six bags to be handed out, so it would be nice, out of respect but not requirement, to show support by liking their Facebook page.

I’m shamelessly attaching my own Facebook page and Twitter too, for the hours and hours I will dedicate in managing this giveaway just for the love for my readers.

Outfit 1: Sweater – mum’s Molton, Polo – Courtesy of Uniqlo, Pants – Gmarket, Shoes – New Look, Sunglasses – Urban Outfitters, Bag – Lithuania market; Outfit 2: Polo – Courtesy of Uniqlo, Pants – Zara, Gold T-bars – Topshop, Clutch – mum’s vintage

The fact that this polo shirt is the brightest of blue (and the fact that my forehead is basically a lightbulb) does not help the fact that this balcony faces a wall of cars waiting at the lights on the main road outside my house. For innate self-defence’s sake I guess the body pulled the I need to pee pose in order to make the outdoor cinema crowd to assume that I’m just standing on my balcony in front of a tripod because I truly do have to pee. In two different outfits.

This second polo of Uniqlooks was quite the challenge, which is worrying in itself because a few years ago I remember insisting on only wearing polo shirts. What does that say about my highschool fashion sense? I guess it doesn’t say much, other than douchebag.