October 30, 2011 § Leave a comment
Andre is the man-about-Paris…
Being the Man he of course has a hotel. It is called Hotel AMOUR and has themed, small and often dark rooms.
Andre himself is not themed but is small and dark. As are his bathrooms. Now a small bathroom isn’t such a bad thing, make it into a wet-room, add a massive window looking out across your bed giving you a framed image of your LOVE sleeping or they can watch you lather up… Oh it’s all very Blondie ‘I Would Give You My Finest Hour…’ or a night at Raid depending on your bent but share a room with girls, tall girls and a few things become immediately obvious.
Firstly the basins are low, real low, low-rider low, like Base How Low Can You Go low….. do not wash your face when wearing heels. Learnt that the hard way. Got vertigo bringing my head back up.
Secondly black marble and dim lighting are both dead sexy and possibly give you a very good glow when you are being watched by your very own Jimmy Stewart through the window but neither are good when putting on make up. In basic terms it’s like applying blusher while staring in Bohemian Rhapsody.
After a quick scrub and a change of frock Pippa, myself and Gwen escaped from our boudoir and squeezed into the well-lit mirrored lift. There we saw that our faces were less Coco Chanel and more Coco the Clown…. ‘Just Gotta Get Out, Just Gotta Get Right Out Of Here’.
This weekend I stayed at a smart Dutch hotel with pamphlets on the side table asking me to recycle towels and reminding me of my size 40 carbon foot print. Of course this waste not want not stretched to energy-saving light bulbs, fitted in all the rooms giving out their passive/aggressive glow. This meant that the huge avocado bathroom radiated green like The Hulk being given a parking ticket.
Back in London I checked my phone pictures and found 2 I’d taken in the bathroom both of which work I think in a Nan Goldin kinda way. If Nan Goldin ever took self portraits on a cassette covered iPhone….
October 25, 2011 § Leave a comment
Mr Fielding has for the second consecutive week worn SIBLING on Nevermind The Buzzcocks. Tonight he donned the Pure Evil Pandas Rock! Crew, a pair of nutcracker jeans (keeping with the Crimbo theme…) and a Stetson: OK so not quite the paper hat out of a cracker but you can’t win ’em all.
Busy DJing at The George & Dragon my phone went ting and it was a text from the Eagle Eyed Dean Mayo Davies followed by a photo. These were closely followed by texts and photos from SIBLING Sid who is now a dab hand at taking pictures of his telly. I spent the next hour DJing and PRing Pandas in a frenzy of excitement, cola and cold-cure. Apparently my set has never been BETTER! I even played Backstreet….
Now the Nightnurse is kicking in I must head to bed but, for information on the Pandas click here.
October 20, 2011 § Leave a comment
If you read my post in G Mag….
you’ll know that I was lusting after designer Holly Fulton’s frocks and smashing perspex jewellery. Well, on Monday I treated myself to her ruby-mouth bangle. I love it because the teeth are very English and naturally different sizes. For a girl who possesses wonky teeth this is always seen as a plus. I wore braces for years, attached within my mouth by a lovely hippy-of-a-lady orthodontist on Richmond Green (imagine the cost). After years of staple-mouth I was liberated and… the tooth moved ever so slightly back to its original snaffle (imagine parents horror). Being as stubborn as my tooth, I then refused the offer of a head brace (yes these things existed…) and LA style blinding white and super straight Hollywood teeth from my Father’s Sloane Street dentist and spent quite a few years listening to my Mother’s ‘Isabella Rossellini has a wonky front tooth and she’s beautiful’ reply every time my decision was questioned…
The other bangle I also brought for personal reasons: ‘those rows of pearls look like Cs… you HAVE to get it’ insisted my good friend Rebecca.
October 20, 2011 § 1 Comment
It’s lovely to be sent images of our friends wearing their SIBLING sweaters, especially when they are rocking Pandas!
Pandas… with an X Ray Specs Biker… woooooooo!
October 15, 2011 § Leave a comment
Pretty much fresh-ish off the flight from Bologna…
I ran down to a studio in Shoreditch to have my picture taken for Richard Mortimer’s The Women We Love PONYSTEP editorial. I was showered in Marni polkadots, amazed that I could get into a Chloe skirt, given a bob hairstyle, posed and… everyone decided it wasn’t working:
‘I’m not feeling this are you?’ asked the very lovely photographer Scott Trindle quietly mid-shutter. Minding my manners I answered no but then Richard asked what I really felt ‘OK… I feel like a combination of Who Are You Polly Magoo and Claudia Winkleman. Claudia Winkleman doing ‘hot’…’ at which point Scott laughed and stylist Phoebe took me to one-side, my hair and make-up was readjusted, Hermes located… and… tah dah… the result of which you see below.
I’m soooooo pleased plus this is one editorial where my parents won’t flinch…
‘5 pages in Dazed and I can’t find you? What do you mean I need to look at the person painted black?’ and the classic ‘I rowed with the newsagent in Knightsbridge about that 10 magazine. He tried to sell me bloody Dolce & Gabbanna… I told him NO! I NEED THE PANDA, THE PANDA IS MY DAUGHTER! Felt like a right bloody idiot….’
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