Karaoke. It's so hot right now

Balloons all up in here

I have always loved editorials involving balloons. But please no clowns!  Ellen Von Unwerth's "Pure Wonder" editorial in Vogue Italia, June 2007, styled by Victoria Adcock is one of my favourite fashion editorials of all time. Joyful.

Veggie hipsters

This teeshirt I spotted at Urban Outfitters makes me feel guilt for enjoying my breakfast. Is this how hipsters become vegetarians?

Hello Kitty Forever

Why do all Asians seem to flock to Hello Kitty? I have no idea. But I love her. I covet the Hello Kitty toaster that burns her little face onto every slice of toast. Does this mean I can only spread translucent condiments on my toast? A small sacrifice my friend.

Someone who shall remain unnamed (cough cough) has suggested we get matching Hello Kitty tattoos. I fear this is a joke designed to prey on my Asian love for the Kitty and I will get one and they will not as a practical joke. Then I will always be the girl with the HELLO KITTY TATTOO on her arm, forced to attend job interviews in the blazing heat of summer wearing long sleeve shirts. 

Irrational WANT

I never wear heels anymore. Somewhere between tramping all over London, being rained on constantly and the slippery slide of the underground floor (and threat of being trampled if one should take a spill), the lack of a car and an umbrella that doesn't flip inside out and try to attack me during rainstorms - I've taken to the comfort of flats with the gusto of an 80 year old woman. I have a varied collection of flat knee high boots, loafers, lace up oxfords and ballet flats. I've worn heels less than 10 times in the past year. Not even Fashion Week could convince me to traipse around in heels everyday.  And when I did wear them I bitched and complained about the pain until I took them off. Yes how very annoying. Which is why I have been harbouring desire for what I know to be a completely inappropriate pair of shoes. These Topshop Prima Sling Clogs. The heels are completely wooden and measure five inches. Last time I wore wooden heels like this I took a nasty spill in front of a Nando's chicken restaurant. Not elegant.