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ETHELDREDA LAING

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Apologies if these photos are OFN, I only saw them a couple of days ago, but they've been swimming about the internet for a while.  Actually they've been swimming around the world for a while since all these were taken in around 1908 by Etheldreda Laing.  Back then photography was one of the rare art forms that was considered a "suitable" creative endeavour for women, although Laing couldn't really walk around her home town of Ely taking photos of strangers, so she used her two daughters as models.  These were all done using a process called autochrome which was very tricky, but clearly Laing was something of a master.  It's so unusual to see colour images from this period, I was surprised by the colours of their clothes - pink shoes!  Puple smocks! - and that parasol.  Wow.  These were mostly taken in the grounds of her house, which is now Headington Library and her gardens a public park.  I challenge someone to go back there and recreate these shots.  Now. Do it.

MISSLFIRE AND SISTER JANE

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It's going to be sort of a Miss L Fire week here, because, you know, they deserve it.  They're inspired by classic vintage styles, but unlike buying actually shoes from the '40s and '50s these come in my size (I have big feet) and are exceptionally comfortable.  Cushioned soles and platforms you can walk in.  Also every pair has lining that is so unique and beautiful you'll want to remove the shoes in public to show your pals, which could be a problem, but you'll get over it.  These red suede ones feel so light but yet so sturdy, how do they do it?  WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?  The top I'm wearing is from Sister Jane, who I've talked about before.  Their collections at the moment are killing it and I'm spending way too much money on them.  Oh god. 

'THE WICKED + THE DIVINE VOL. 2' TRAILER

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We LOVE The Wicked +The Divine, our favourite superhero/rock god comic from Jamie McKelvie and Kieron Gillen. So we were very flattered when they asked us to use our song Pink Summer on the trailer for their new book. <3 u guys.  Also we're playing Latitude on Friday and Truck and Saturday, hopefully see some of you there! 

MISS L FIRE BIRDS AND ZARA BLUES

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MOM JEANS.  No matter how much I love my MOM JEANS (a lot) I will never be able to wear them, or see other women wearing similar styles, without thinking of this SNL sketch starring Amy Poehler, Tina Fey, Maya Rudolph and Rachel Dratch.  Mom jeans, the perfect gift for Mother's Day!  But enough about denim, because let's face it, who cares about that when you're wearing these shoes?  Another slammin' pair from Miss L Fire - those blue birds!  Also they're vegan, if you're into that, and yes that is blue glittery material around my toes.  Guys, I can't even.  The jacket is from Zara, I trawled stores to find it after seeing it online, love me some embroidery, what mom jean lover wouldn't?

BOSS WOMEN: ANNA WINTOUR

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I watch a lot of fashion documentaries.  And yes I also watch The City and Kell On Earth every couple of years because they're just that good.  I'm going to do a post about my favourites soon, but to tide you over till then I recommend spending some time with Anna Wintour in the year 2000 when she was still a brunette, The September Issue was a long way away, and she wasn't obsessed with big floral prints.  Speaking of The September Issue it's lovely to not only see Anna all those years ago, but also how many of the same gang were at Vogue way back in 2000.  It shows that success is so often about building a strong team as much as it's about one person's vision.  She also tells the camera that she tries to be decisive even when she has no idea what she's doing as it's helpful for other people.  I'm going to try and do that more.  And of course she wakes up at 5.45 and plays tennis everyday blah blah blah.  I know a lot of that from when my sister worked for her and had to get her a steak every day, but that's a story for another time...

OUR NEW VIDEO FOR 'YOU'RE GONE'

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Here's our new video for our next single. 'You're Gone'.  I had a lot of fun being green for a day, sticky blood all around my mouth, hanging out with some brilliant women from the Croydon and London Rockin' Rollers roller derby teams.  Also a lot of people are saying Jeremy looks like Vector from Despicable Me in this video which pleases me greatly as I've always said the resemblence is uncanny.  Thank you as well to Melissa Pierce who did this awesome illustration of me as a Zombie last night.  Isn't she the best?


BAR LUCE - THE WES ANDERSON CAFE

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While in Milan recently we visited Fondazione Prada, an art gallery space where Wes Anderson has designed a cafe.  This is Bar Luce, and it's a bit of a stunner.  Rather than being a pristine, untouched set or installation, this is a working cafe where you can have cocktails, cakes, sandwiches and coffee.  It's undoubtedly got the very recognisable thumbprint of Mr. Anderson, from the pastel pink and mint green colour palette (which extends to the soft iced sponge cakes displayed in glass cabinets under the bar) to the beautiful pinball machines.  One is dedicated to Life Aquatic's Steve Zissou, the other to a short film called Castello Cavalcanti which starred Jason Schwartzman as a race car driver who crashes, quite literally, into a sleepy Italian village.  As huge Anderson fans this was a very special place for us to visit, and to spend an hour or so in an accessible part of the Anderson world.  But also it's just a lovely cafe.

CAPE FEVER

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Talk of festival fashion irks me slightly.  Not that I think there's anything wrong with getting excited about what you're going to wear somewhere, and planning outfits for festivals is much like planning clothes for holidays.  That Girl Guide adage comes in handy, "Always Be Prepared".  But I guess what troubles me is that by turning festivals into nothing but fashion you're diminishing everything else that is good about them.  We don't only go on holiday simply because we'll get to wear our holiday clothes, we go on holiday because we want to travel/relax/see new things/meet new people/experience other cultures.  If we're only doing something because of the opportunities it will provide to pair these shoes with those shorts, we might as well just stay where we are and turn the heating up.  Most of the women I know who go to festivals do so because they're working at them, or they're big music lovers, or they really enjoy sleeping in a tent in a field, or because it's a great way to spend a weekend with friends.  Most of those women also dress spectacularly too, but that's just one aspect of the experience, not the whole thing.  I've had a lot of pleasure wearing this cape that I snagged in the Beyond Retro sale at the festivals where I've been working over summer because I like how it looks, but also it's warm and if I spill buritto juice down it the pattern means it's not too noticable.  But I don't doubt I would have been just as cosy and happy to be covered in salsa if I'd been wearing my dad's old fleece while watching Lucy Rose or Jagaara.  So while I'm all for being fashionable at a festival, I'm not that into the world thinking that all women care about at festivals is their fashion.

PIZZA AND GELATO IN MILAN

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So when we were in Milan we ate a lot of pizza and gelato.  Actually we ate nothing but pizza and gelato, because that's how we holiday.  I've made a list of my favourite places to eat those two things, as much for myself as for you guys, I want to make sure the next time I'm in Milan I know where to get the best salted caramel ice cream.

Always start with savoury, that's the rule.  Milan is known for pizza al trancio, which is thick deep pan pizza served in two sizes - medium or large.  We had medium, and that was plenty.  You can get different toppings but mostly we stuck to margherita - you don't need much else when the sauce is that fresh and the cheese is that bubbly.

Pizzeria Da Giuliano
This place was excellent.  It's the pizza I'm staring at in the top picture.  I think if you speak in Italian you can order things other than a slice, but we don't speak Italian and we only wanted a slice.  I dream of this pizza.

Spontino
Perhaps the most well known place for al trancio, there are a couple of these around the city.  We went to the one next to the Duomo for lunch where you can stand at a bench to eat it with a plastic knife and fork, and another one in the evening for a sit down slice.  The latter was obviously vastly more enjoyable but no more delicious.  This was  my favourite pizza, the base was perfect.  Also on their website they have the recipe they've been using since 1953, so you can make it yourself at home if you can't wait to go to Milan.

Luini
OK not strictly pizza producers, this is one of the oldest bakerys in the city (they've been going since 1888) and they're famous for their Panzerotti, a sort of deep fried calzone which comes in sweet and savoury flavours.  We got the classic mozzerella and tomato and it was well worth the queue (go early).

Now to the gelato.  Do I need to explain gelato to you?  I sure hope not.

Cioccolati Italiani
This is a chain, but Italian chains are not like British chains.  I fell in love with this place gelato, I couldn't get enough.  This was partly because they topped every cup with melted chocolate that set quickly making a hard chocolate shell you could scoop up the gelato with.  They have cafes where you can sit in and have your treat in a classy glass bowl with a proper spoon, but I think the only way to really eat gelato in Italy is to be walking around with it.

Vasa Vasa
There is a branch of Vasa near to Pizzeria Da Giuliano, so I recommend doing one after the other.  Or one, then the other, then the other again.  When we stopped here we saw loads of locals buying takeaway gelato that the servers would box up into polystyrene cartons for them so they could have at home.  That's living, guys.

There were other places we ate but those were top of the list.  God I can't wait to eat all that again someday.

STYLE DISSECTION: VIRGIN SUICIDES

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Don’t argue with me on this one: The Virgin Suicides, Sofia Coppola's 1999 debut feature, is a masterpiece. It's a poignant portrayal of white middle class suburbia, where the cloying summer humidity is a metaphor for the claustrophobic atmosphere created by parents who are terrified of their children's potential to become adults. It's extremely uncomfortable to watch, even if you haven't read the book—also the debut by Pulitzer Prize-winning author Jeffrey Eugenides—and aren't aware of the imminent sun-soaked tragedy. It centers around young women unable to express themselves, imprisoned in their own ultra-feminine, frilly floral bedrooms, while their parents panic and doom themselves to more misery. Even the bathroom cupboard overflowing with tampons makes you squirm—and not just because of your own PMS cramps. When I watched it for the first time I felt miserable for several days, and also a bit like I'd been betrayed by Coppola. OK so the warning is in the name, but I had no idea how upsetting I would find the film. It made my heart ache with the palpable longing of Lux Lisbon, the teen dream who no one could get close to. Until someone did, and then he messed it up. I fell in love with the warm sepia-tinged glow of Michigan lawns in the 70s, the girls in peasant dresses and wooden-soled shoes. Even their school uniforms were enviable. Then that ending. You're left feeling the same way as the boys in the film, a persistent question mark hovering. Why did they do it? Could they have been saved? Suicide is always tragic, of course, but when someone very young takes their life, there's another layer of eerie that settles around you that's hard to shake.
But today is not a day to dwell. It's a day to celebrate the amazing style of the Lisbon sisters and their beaus, and to give Coppola major props for her kickass soundtrack. Apparently she was inspired to make the film after Thurston Moore gave her a copy of the novel, so we're already off to a good start.
The atmosphere is set from the opening scenes with the camera capturing the well appointed houses nestled on manicured lawns, the suburban, sun-dappled stillness and Air's “Clouds Up” with its weird vibrating synths, providing an unsettling and extremely cool soundtrack. Alongside some classic 70s hits, Air's score is crucial to the success of this film: The French duos compositions both undermine and enhance the picket fence perfection of this archetypal American town. Welcome!  It's a really nice place to live! And, you know, die. In a recent interview with Dazed, Air's Jean-Benoit Dunckel said that when they were tracking the drums for a soundtrack he fell ill: “I honestly feel like the fever went into the music. When I had this fever, my senses were really strong and I feel like I was making better music than before. My body was all hot and everything was happening really fast.” I feel the fever, do you feel the fever? Especially when the Lisbon sisters do a glamorous slo-mo exit from their dorky dad's station wagon. The audience is as hypnotized as those boys on the opposite curb, mouths slightly agape, pupils shrunk to pinpricks in the summer sun, gazing in wonder at girls who will always hover just out of reach.


You know what I really love about this film? That the cast actually looks the ages they're supposed to be playing. Those boys? They look like real teenagers. Of course that also helps make Trip Fontaine look like a bonafide MAN when he turns up, but it works. Anyway, we'll get to Trip properly later. For now it's all about the ladies. 
They're all rad, but Lux is out of control. She's like My So-Called Life’s Rayanne Graff. If you had a friend like her at school you'd love her completely, but also be a bit scared of her because of herpotential. Lux acts out and rebels in the only way she knows how— by spending a lot of time with boys when she’s been expressly forbidden. Lux's theme song would have to be “Crazy On You” by Heart, which is also the song that bursts onto the speakers when she dashes from her parents house in her nightdress, leaps into Trip's car and ravages him with kisses. Heart, which featured sisters (how fitting) Ann and Nancy Wilson, are a great band. This single is famous for using both electric and acoustic guitar and also because the acoustic guitarist was a woman. Can you imagine?!  Heart made mixing hard rock with folk their MO, and have sold over 35 million copies worldwide. Casual.
But anyway, look at these clothes.
At Cecilia's birthday celebrations a.k.a. a classic 70s basement teen party complete with punch, balloons, wooden paneling and plaid sofas. And parents upstairs watching the tube. The Lisbon sisters don their best dresses—Lux is wearing this white frilly one, with a single braid in her hair for ultimate boho chic. That dimple obviously also adds to her appeal. Meanwhile Bonnie has gone for a green bib-type lace-up thing—very 70s Jessica McKlintock. Mary in the background is wearing classic pale blue denim. Mary is so classy.
In general these girls wear a lot of dresses and clogs. I imagine they all share one big wardrobe and fight over who gets to wear what. They also love flares and peasant tops and general 70s babe garb.
And look at Lux in the sunset in her bikini and flower wreath. I'm sorry, but I don't understand how anyone could not find this character completely enchanting.


Cecilia, the youngest and most troubled of the Lisbon sisters, loves her white lace dress. She wears it every single day. We don't see her in anything else. Although it's a beautiful dress—quiteCourtney Love and Amanda DeCadenet, but you know, more virginal—the fact she can't bring herself to find anything else to put on is a bit of a warning sign that she's losing the energy to care.
The sadness of her plastic bracelets taped to the bandages on her wrists breaks my heart.


During the party the girls are listening to Todd Rundgren's “A Dream Goes On Forever.” It's kind of ironic that at the time this film was set Todd was touring the world in the company of his wild child girlfriend Bebe Buell, who later would be the inspiration for Penny Lane in Almost Famous. I imagine Lux would have given anything to run away with a band, and see something other than her bedroom and the classroom and her sister's faces. 
After the party and its tragic finale, the girls have to go back to school, which means they're wearing their uniforms and saddle shoes and they look awesome. Grief-stricken, sure, but rad.



And of course this is when we get introduced to Trip Fontaine. I love that even in his weird and very solid looking wig (a hairstyle Nikolai from The Strokes favors to this day), Josh Hartnett is still the ultimate high school heartthrob. Even that name is iconic.
His red car, his leather jacket, his choker, his hallway swagger, and his sweet, sweet Mary Jane: He's the best. And let's not forget his pool attire. 
Trip's montage, where we see him charming all the ladies to get his own way, being hand-delivered brownies along with his homework by a lovelorn teenage girl, and generally exhibiting hot teen boy behavior (HTBB) is soundtracked by Heart's “Magic Man”—remember them from earlier? It has the perfect intro, the squealing guitar solo and then the sweet vocal mixing into a flourish of chime.  It's a song about the spell a man casts over a young girl, and how her mother is scared she's losing her baby to this intoxicating man.  Ann Wilson from Heart wrote the song about her then boyfriend (and the band’s manager) at the beginning of their relationship.  You know, that time when you drive yourself crazy over this relative stranger and it's as intense and wonderful as it is fraught and terrifying. Trip is a magic man, and he can have any girl he wants. Except Lux. 
Remember when he tries to talk to her at lunch and she's not at all interested and instead jokes to her sisters about how crap her sandwich is? Yeah, that. Talk about an impeccable diss.
Trip loses his shit over this girl. He sits in his dad’s kitchen and looks super forlorn next to the fruit bowl, and we hear Al Green's “How Can You Mend A Broken Heart.” Looking at Trip's face, it seems pretty certain that there is no cure.
But his dad gives him some good advice, and the next day he goes in strong. He whispers in Lux's ear in a dark classroom. He utters that phrase that made hearts flutter all over the world, “You're a stone fox.”
(“She was the still point of the turning world, man,” is also a line you dream about hearing. Sigh.)
He turns up at Lux's house expecting to have a pretty romantic TV watching session with her. But instead he has to sit in the living room with the rest of the Lisbon clan, Lux's mother wedged between him and the object of his affection while Lux does nothing, except knit.  Well, knit and wear the shit out of those flares and that red top.
He seems pretty down about the whole thing, until Lux fills him with encouragement after running to his car and smothering him with kisses. We talked about it earlier but it's such a great scene it bears repeating. After that Trip becomes determined to get Lux on her own, and what's the best way to get some serious one-on-one time with a teenage girl? Take her to Homecoming! Although he has to convince her Pop first, so he wears his best, Hey-I'm-really-into-your-daughter-but-I-will-be-super-respectful-and-I-am-demonstrating-that-with-this-knitted-vest-and-tie-look.
AND IT ONLY FRICKIN' WORKS.
The girls get ready for the dance, a.k.a. their mom makes them these pale floral dresses out of one huge piece of fabric. Very Von Trapp Chic. 


Of course Lux accessories hers with underwear covered in Trip's name. Lux and Trip make the perfect prom couple. Her in her dress and bit of a bouffant, him in his maroon suit and large lapels. 


ARGH IT BREAKS MY HEART. And I think Coppola knew that this needed to be a bittersweet moment for us, forever, because their journey to the prom is soundtracked by Sloan's 1996 hit, “Everything You've Done Wrong,” the lyrics to which are all about being there for the one you love and standing by them and looking after them. Basically everything Trip fails to do for Lux. Idiot.
Look how sweet the other boys look in their corduroy suits that are slightly too long in the arms.




Also, yes, that is Anakin Skywalker.
Lux has a dreamy, uneventful 70s prom—no pigs blood or anything. She drinks peach schnapps, makes out with the hottest boy in school while 10cc's “I'm Not In Love” plays on. She’s crowned Homecoming Queen under a shower of glitter and balloons. It's ideal; it's sheer heaven.

Talking of 10cc  and that song (which has to be one of the best pop songs of all time, no?) apparently it was originally supposed to have a bossanova beat and be sorta peppy. Thank god they slowed it down and added a wall of vocals. The end result is a devastatingly beautiful account of someone who's definitely in denial about the strength of their feelings. It's the romance version of watching someone try not to cry. 
What happens next to Lux is not good, but she does look pretty gorgeous waking up in that blue early morning light on the football pitch.
 Trip panicked, OK? Look, here he is in his super cool sunset mural bedroom, panicking.
After the dance and Lux’s transgression, the sisters are locked away by their parents, and forced to spend their hours lying around the house, in their stuffy-sweet bedrooms. The carpeted floors and four-poster beds strewn with girl-ish debris.
Understandably, they get depressed. They don't really bother taking off their nightdresses or shorts and t-shirts. They gaze longingly out the window, or lie on the floor, or lounge in their beds. 


Eventually they contact the neighborhood boys that are completely obsessed with them, using flashlights to communicate and playing them records down the phone.
The records they pick include Todd Rundgren's “Hello It's Me,” his 1972 single inspired by the brilliant pianist Laura Nyro, and more specifically an eight bar intro that Jimmy “The Incredible Jimmy Smith” Smith played on a recording of “When Jimmy Comes Marching Home.” Smith is famous for being one of the only instrumental jazz artists to ever make the Billboard charts. It makes sense, then, that this song is aaaaall about the piano. It's a damn catchy melody. They also play each other Carole King's “So Far Away,” another sweet ass guitar track. This song is definitely about Lux and Trip. I mean, it's definitely not because it was released in 1971 and also they're fictional characters. BUT STILL. THE FEELS ARE REALS. Also, playing songs over the phone is a very hardcore way to make someone a mixtape. “I'm gonna sit there while you listen to this, K?”
Then the Lisbon sisters send the guys a note, written on a postcard, misspelled, decorated with sparkly stickers, asking for help. They imagine they're going to help the girls escape, and travel with them to amazing places all around the world, wearing Hawaiian shirts and sunglasses.



But of course that doesn't happen.
The film ends as it starts, with suburban normalcy. A coming out party for débutantes. Girls wearing white dresses and lacy gloves, but there's a theme of asphyxiation (um, bit soon?), so everything is tinted green and guests are asked to wear gas masks.


The boys go, wearing their tuxedos, but it's not the same. The Lisbon sisters will never be debutantes, but instead they skip through the boys memories, still, 20 years later, their figures growing increasingly less distinct with each passing year. And then there's Air's final track for the soundtrack, “Empty House,” with it’s distant whistling, and sad synths, is creepy and miserable. And then the credits roll on “Playground Love,” which uses saxophone in the best way a saxophone has been used since Bruce Springsteen—it’s is slow, sultry and tinged with tragedy. 
In that same interview with Dazed about writing the soundtrack, Nicholas Godin said he thought the film was about how difficult it is to be that age and to feel unloved, “I really hated being a teenager. It was a pretty horrible time, and although I had good friends, I am so happy to be out of that time. As a boy, you can’t date any girls that you’re in love with in your class because they always go for older men and fall in love with someone who is three or four years older than you. I definitely brought that to the film score, this idea of not being loved enough.”
The visuals, the soundtrack, the story all combine to evocativey portray that feeling of loneliness and longing experienced by all teenagers. Not to mention how you can look OK on the outside, but be a big old mess in your head. But, hey, let's not leave it on a sad note. Here's another photo of Kristen Dunst as Lux to cheer you up.
This piece was originally published on Noisey. 

PILOTS PODCAST - EPISODE 11 'THE OC'

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GUYS OUR PODCAST IS BACK.  This time Anne and I talked in depth about whether or not Sandy Cohen is hot, where did Ryan get all his vests from? and if it's OK if I name a boat after Anne.  Man, it feels so good to be back in Orange County again.  

You can stream it below:



Or you can download it here, OR we are now on iTunes!  You can get all that iTunes goodness here.

PINK DENIM

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I definitely think that a band called Pink Denim would be a great band.  They would have formed in Cincinnati in the '80s, been the peers of The Replacements, and made songs about wanting to live by the sea when you don't live by the sea.  They would have broken up, or DISBANDED LOL in 1992 after the lead singer (who was definitely called Kathy) lost her nerve during a live TV performance on a late night chat show.  For the rest of the band this was the final straw.  They would be remembered in rock anthologies and profiles of their particular scene for being brave but vulnerable, and for wearing diamante shoes.  David Bowie would cite them as a band he sort of maybe remembered, once.  Their logo would be worn on T-shirts by indie boys in the early 2000s with blazers and converse, but when they reformed in 2009, none of said boys would go to their shows.

Or maybe pink denim is just a thing ASOS are doing really well at the moment, and I'm enjoying wearing this skirt with this embroidered top.  YOU DECIDE.

DREAMLAND

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Had a great day out in Margate this week with a sea swimmer I know and love.  We went to Grayson Perry's Provincial Punk at the Turner Contemporary - he's my favourite artist by a million miles at the moment, and this exhibition is perfect for Margate's re-invention.  He depicts Britain as it really is, not an idealistic or America aping version.  Which is also what I admired about Dreamland, Margate's brushed up vintage pleasure park.  We were so impressed by the details, it's typography heaven, and a beautifully executed update on the good old British seaside day out.  Parents can buy their kids Dream Car driver outfits, complete with tweed flat caps, white cotton work coats and yellow rosettes.  We watched a high dive, there is a ferris wheel from which you can survey the Kent coastline.  Fish and chips and 99 Flakes are sold from little huts - the place lives up to it's name.   It's exciting to see an area change dramatically in such a short space of time, and in such a careful way.  It's not huge luxury apartment blocks sprouting up, it's a modern re-invention of a classic.  I could talk about it all day.  We went to Forts for lunch and had smoked mackrel and bubble and squeak on the patio looking out at the sea, it was perfect.

STARS ON STARS

MILAN + SISTER JANE

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It feels like so long ago we were in Milan in the 35 degree heat, eating pizza and gelato, and wasting time in the Wes Anderson cafe (which also had air conditioning and free wi-fi - score).  I'd never been before and people had warned me that Milan wasn't as beautiful as Rome or as unusual as Venice.  But the more of Italy I visit the more certain I become that there isn't an inch of it I wouldn't like.  True, Milan is not like Rome, you don't feel like you're walking round a living museum, and sure, it's canal doesn't seem as mysterious and magical as those in Venice.  But I loved it, it's the hard working cousin of those cities, it's built for production, and it's just as stunning.  I wrote a bit about where we ate over here, and there are photos of Wes' cafe here.  The top and skirt I'm wearing are from Sister Jane, shoes are Miss L Fire.

THE MUSIC AND STYLE OF THE GO-GOS

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When I think of the Go-Go's I don't really think “Punk.” I think of pastels and America's sweethearts and puffy shoulder pads. Five young women singing about “having the beat,” which I think is what happens after the rhythm gets you—hey, GLORIA WARNED US, GUYS – who wrote songs called “Vacation,” the video for which saw them in lip-syncing in bathing suits on matching water skis doing choreographed arm movements.  Wait, I feel like I'm being pithy and snobbish, let's start again. 
The Go-Go's are fucking amazing. As their Wikipedia proudly states they are the first, and, to date, only all-female band to play their own instruments and write their own songs to top the Billboard charts. Their first album, Beauty and the Beat was number one for six weeks and went triple platinum. It’s universally acclaimed.  They've sold over seven million records. Their single, “Speeding,” off their second album was used in Fast Times At Ridgemont High, arguably the teen film that birthed the idea that teen films should show teenagers as they really are, a notion Hollywood still profits from to this very day.  The Go-Go's reformed in 1999 and still tour. In fact they've played shows every year since 2010. You could have seen them this summer. I repeat, the Go-Go's are fucking amazing. 
But back in the 80s, in the midst of all that success and with their white picket fence public image, the Go-Go's were doing drugs and sleeping with male groupies and falling out with each other over and over again. As guitarist/vocalist Jane Wieldlin said, “We were cute and bubbly. We were also crazy twisted, drug addict sex fiends.” They were also wearing a lot of Lycra and they were wearing it well.
Belinda Carlisle grew up fitting pretty perfectly into the blonde cheerleader stereotype, living in California's BBQs ‘n’ backyard pools suburbia, and spending a lot of time at the beach. But she was also the eldest of seven with a rebellious streak and like all good rebels she’s aid she tried to make life as hard as she could for her parents. She left home at 19 after seeing the cover of Raw Power by Iggy Pop, an album that introduced her to a whole other world, and the following summer she became a punk, wearing trash bags, berets, kohl, and band pins. She decamped to Hollywood—for the punk not the silver screen—and spent a short stint playing drums for The Germs under the name Dottie Danger.
go-go's
That's her third from the left.
It was at a show in Hollywood that she met Jane Wiedlin, also a punk. They became best friends, whiling away two years on cocktails and clubbing, and then in May 1978 they decided to start their own band. Their motivation was mainly meeting boys—classic— hoping for little more than to be the coolest punks in the scene. At the time Jane had aspirations of working in fashion:
“I was studying design and was working in a factory in downtown Los Angeles, in a sweatshop, basically, and I was a pattern maker. I remember taking my patterns and writing lyrics as they came to me, all over the patterns, which I wish I had today, because that would be a super thing, a piece of memorabilia to own.”
Now I'm picturing clothes covered in writing, like Angelina's wedding dress, or Carrie Bradshaw's newspaper print dress, and I can't get those images out of my brain.
go-go's janeOh hi Jane.
They recruited their friends Margot Olavarria and Elissa Bello to play bass and drums and started the Go-Go’s (they almost called themselves the Misfits—wow).  They had no idea what they were doing. Jane couldn't tune her guitar let alone play it, and Belinda couldn't sing. It was a rough, raw, hot mess. A journalist said of them at that time, “The Go-Go’s are to music what botulism is to tuna.”
Their first show was at the Masque Club in Hollywood, the basement of a porno theatre, which was notorious for its crappy toilets that would break all the time and flood the place with foul-smelling liquid. Clothes-wise they were going for full on California punk. Belinda had short dyed black hair and wore a huge T-shirt on stage usually with patterned socks and high heel pumps, while Jane wore a lot of lime green and loved her pink Lycra trousers.
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Their memories of their first show aren't great. In an interview with VH1's behind the music Belinda said of it, “We played three songs, the second song twice and I remember people were either laughing hysterically or looked absolutely mortified.” Not that they were put off, they simply made it their mission to get better. They started taping their shows to learn from them, which was actually just sort of depressing: Belinda realized she sounded terrible and desperately needed singing lessons. In September of 1978 they asked Charlotte Caffey. who could actually play her guitar, to join the band. She said yes instantly, and they started to make the first signs of progress. They were still focusing on their partying though and they moved to a run down apartment complex called The Canterbury on the crappy side of Hollywood; it’s nickname was Disgraceland. They'd get drunk all the time and created The Booty Club, which was basically calling up boys just for theirbootay
Jane reminisced about this time in an interview: “The Canterbury was completely filled up with punk rockers. The other people living in the building with us were people on SSI [which] was money you could get if you could prove to the government that you were crazy homeless people living on welfare… There was this bag lady, she was crazy, she had to be in her 80s or 90s. This is so awful, but it’s funny, too. When she died, I was sad that she died—I mean, she was this little old lady—but face it, people die. And as a punk rocker, I snuck into her apartment and stole some of her clothes. I still have one of those dresses.”
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Everything really started happening for them in 1979 when they sacked their drummer and replaced her with Gina Schock, pictured above with Jane, in a Go-Go's T-shirt.  (Is it gauche to wear your own band t-shirt, or is it really, really punk?)  I also like Jane's intense eyebrow shape and blingy necklace.  Gina was an extremely skilled musician.  She made the Go-Go's good, partly because she encouraged them to rehearse more than once a frickin' month. Seriously ladies, come on. (Click here to hear what they sounded like live back in 1979.)
Jane explained to The AV Club why Charlotte made so much of a difference to their sound.  “First of all she was a real musician; she’d gone to musical college, studied piano, she knew how to read music, all this stuff that we didn’t know how to do. But she also brought with her a pop sensibility she wasn’t afraid to show. I’d grown up loving pop, but once the punk movement started, I was fully committed to punk, even though of course, there still was always that pop-punk blend like Buzzcocks, which we worshipped. Anyway, Charlotte comes in, and Charlotte and I immediately click on a writing level, and immediately start writing together.
“The first thing we write is “How Much More,” which is still one of our all-time poppiest songs. After that, it became a mixture of pop and punk, and I think by the time we made our record… I mean, nowadays, everyone would hear those records and go, ‘There’s nothing punk about it,’ but believe me [Laughs.], at the time, it was still punky. Then the media came up with the term “new wave,” which described poppier but new music that came post the beginning of the punk phase.”
Their sound was becoming tighter and faster and more structured, but they were still kicking around in their punk gear, Charlotte with her blonde bob, shirt and tie, Belinda with even shorter hair was still a fan of baggy jumpers and leggings. Meanwhile Jane had discovered Doc Martens. In photographs of this time taken backstage in shitty venues they look like rowdy kids, staring with dead eyes down the lens, messing around: They're a gang you want to be a part of. 
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Jane doing the praying pose links up nicely to when she played Joan Of Arc in Bill And Ted's Excellent Adventure.
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Note the overalls on Jane, and the pedal pushers, and the now-blonde Belinda Carlisle.  I feel like when she went blonde it was the end of their punk style profile. Here's a close up of her blonde bandana and jewelery because I know you're going to want to see that:
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And look, Belinda really liked pedal pushers and peasant tops for a while.
In December 1979 the Go-Go's went to the UK for the first time to support Madness and Busboys. They were excited about it till they stepped off the plane and realized what Britain was like, and how little their money was going to go. They were living on £2.50 a day, stealing milk from people's front steps in the morning, and drinking cough syrup because they couldn't afford beer. The shows themselves were pretty horrendous. They were playing to skinheads, who hated these Californian punk sellouts. They were constantly dodging bottles as they played, and every night Belinda would walk off stage drenched in spit.
The tour lasted three difficult months, and they were obviously relieved to get home.    Belinda described that time in an interview with The Arts Desk. “We quit our jobs, sold everything to come over to the UK, thinking we’d go back to the States big rock stars. We were living in a wreck of a house, with the Belle Starrs and some of the other 2 Tone bands. We lived on white bread and Nutella. Stiff Records did not like the Go-Go’s for whatever reason, but Madness pleaded with Stiff to release “We Got The Beat.” They did us a favor. We came back to the US a few months later and 50 pounds heavier, each of us, don’t know how that happened.”

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I love their style around this time, they were wearing T-shirts and shirts covered in cartoons—Daffy Duck and Batman, and oodles of glittery eyeshadow and glossy lipstick. Their bottom halves were all party too, stripy trousers, check skirts, and polka dots.  Basically they were throwing as many patterns and random earrings at themselves and seeing what would stick. Answer: all of it. 
“We Got The Beat” went on to become a top 40 single in the US but they still couldn't get a record deal. They would go to meetings with label bosses who would explain, pathetically, “We can't sign you, you're all girls.” After months of this they finally got an offer from IRS Records, a small new label who fell in love with their energy, excitement, and their colossally massive hooks. 
Being on small label meant they had little money behind them and had to cut corners wherever they could. Perhaps the most famous and successful example of their thriftiness was their look for the cover of their debut EP. In the shot they're wearing towels and face masks—the classic sleepover wardrobe—but this was only because they couldn't afford to buy new clothes. They went out, bought the towels, put them on, took the photo and then returned the towels to the shop. Someone, somewhere, owns the towels the Go-Go’s are wearing on this cover. Here's the cover and an untouched photo from that shoot... 
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One thing that was always important to the band was to employ as many women as possible. Belinda explained to The Arts Desk, “We were a completely female operation, we didn’t have a Svengali, we were self-taught, we wrote our own songs, there were even female roadies, female management, we never sold out, actually, everything was totally authentic.”
As they became more successful and people finally started to take notice of their songs they became frustrated with bassist Margot. Once upon a time she had given them attitude and punk credibility, but in this new dawn of family friendly Go-Go's there wasn't really space for that. Margot disagreed with where they were headed, and with the other members of the band burning with steely pop ambition, Margot had to go-go.  They replaced her with Cathy Valentine, a woman who already had a hard rocking profile.  Jane explained, “She had a lot of intrigue about her, she knew all these famous people when we were still little gutter rats.”
Their first proper single in the US was “Our Lips Are Sealed” which was written by Wiedlin and Terry Hall of The Specials. The Go-Go's were playing at The Whisky on Sunset Strip and The Specials came to see them and asked them to be the opening act on their UK tour. Jane and Terry started a romance, despite him being engaged to another girl. After the tour he stayed in touch with Jane writing her endless tormented love letters, one of which contained lyrics to “Our Lips Are Sealed.” Jane finished writing the song in her childhood bedroom at her parent’s house and it became their first US single from their debut album, landing them a national club tour and a support slot with fellow IRS Records act, The Police. They were getting more and more radio play till pretty soon they were playing in front of 30,000 people a night. 
Their second US single was a re-recorded version of “We Got The Beat,” which was released in January 1982. This track was noticeably more poppy than anything they'd done before and it quickly became a favorite on the LA dance scene. At their first show, after it's release at the Starlight in LA, the line to see them wrapped round the block. Brian Wilson became a fan, and in March 1982 “Beauty And The Beat” became the number 1 album in America and stayed there for six weeks, scoring the band a Grammy nomination.
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Here they are at the Grammys in 1982. As you can see with their new found success they decided to conduct a Go-Go's makeover, re-modeling themselves as girl-next-door sweethearts, pink and pristine, sweet and innocent.

See? I'm talking ra-ra skirts, bright colors, pearls, fluffy highlighted hair and everyone in high heels. The more metallic, the better.
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This looks like one of those famous daytime parties women were always having in the 80s, with sailors posing on plinths by the windows.  Classic Tuesday afternoon fun. 
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Or what about this day (on the right), when they all HAD TO WEAR SOMETHING RED OR THE WORLD WOULD END? I think this shot on the right is is my favorite picture of them from their makeover period. So cute. I swear there's a photo of me aged about six looking very similar to Jane after rifling though my dress up box and stealing my mum's make-up.
People were always making them do weird cute/kooky poses, sometimes they went along with it and looked kind of happy to be dorking around:

Like here, where Jane is wearing SO MANY BRACELETS.
Or here where they're doing a masterclass on 80s color blocking and off the shoulder sweaters. Why are they riding a weird metal bar though? 
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But sometimes they just looked super pissed to have to stand there and pose with dumb balloons. (Gina and Charlotte didn't get the memo that this was supposed to be a moody balloon photo).
The girls were keeping up a squeaky clean front, but in reality they were still foul-mouthed beer-guzzling girls. Their main priority was selling records, so in interviews, photo shoots and at shows they played it sweet, but shuddering analogue video exists as evidence of the real Go-Go's (a.k.a. normal women not the Perfect Pop Princesses they felt their audiences required). In it you see Belinda and Cathy backstage after a show in Atlanta, completely with a roadie and some male groupies, with Belinda instructing the viewers at home,  “If you can't get sex then the perfect thing for you to do is jack off”. 
In an interview with The Gay UK, Carlisle explained how much easier it was to have a perfect public persona back in those days: “We couldn’t get away with now what we could back then. There’s just no way, there’s too many cameras around. There’s still lots of drugs but back then it was a bit more innocent and I thought I was invincible.”
Fame caused them all to freak out. Majorly. Charlotte grew more reclusive: for years she was a hardcore heroin addict, while the other members of the band were somehow completely unaware. Born into Hollywood royalty, her dad was a director of TV shows including Chips and The Dukes Of Hazzard. Charlotte felt intense pressure to be someone and was doing drugs in her early 20s, long before the Go-Go's. By 1982 she was injecting and would try and balance out the heroin with cocaine. Perhaps the reason the other members of her band didn't notice is because they were also developing troublesome habits. In fact it became hard to distinguish who the one with the problem was because they were all doing it: Belinda had a $300-a-day cocaine habit and kept a shoebox of it in her wardrobe, even doing some on Christmas day before church with her family.

Here is a photo of them during their Cocaine-At-Christmas period.
The drugs didn't help with the in-band bickering over those classic famous people conversation topics such as “Who is earning more?” and “Who is more famous?” It started to bug them that Belinda was always the one people wanted to interview and slowly they began socializing with different groups of people. Their second album, Vacation was sorta slapdash. Charlotte wasn't really present for most its creation, and  since she was a crucial factor in the band’s songwriting process her absence is keenly felt on this album. It was released in August 1982 and stalled at number 8 in the charts.  At the time Jane was all, “Whatever, they just don't GET IT,” but she’s since said she thinks the album isn't very good. Nevertheless at the time they were so wrapped up in their private band dramas that they didn't realize, or care. 
After their manager told them they weren't allowed drugs on tour they ignored her and she quit, just disappearing from their lives one day. They began to hate their audiences, with Jane telling VH1, “Oh not another goddamn show for another god damned 10,000 geeky fans, who needs it? We'd be out there smiling but in our heads we were thinking I can't wait till the show is over so I can go get laid or go get chalk, or whatever it was.” 
Their on stage style around this time was more grown up, with Belinda trying out this spangly sequined t-shirt that I'm certain my mum wore to a New Years Eve party when I was two.
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Jane was also exploring the exciting world of fabrics that shimmer, for instance this peachy orange metallic dress. The other women favored more classic “rock” looks: sleeveless vests and t-shirts and a nod to Nigel Tufnel with their haircuts. I feel like they were all experts in that famous hair technique known as “teasing.” It was the 80s; you had to be.
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Wow there are so many shades of neon pink in this photo, I need shades. Was it really necessary to also have them lit from behind with a pink neon light?
I think we should also discuss the time Belinda wore this green satin dress.  I like her facial expression which explicitly says: “Well what? You got something to say about my leprechaun prom dress and matching gloves?!”
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Also was powder back then really heavy? Their faces are all so pale in comparison to the rest of their skin. Actually, this is how I look in all photos from around 2002 when I started wearing Touche Eclat and basically painted it all over myself.
What's that? You want to see a photo of Jane in a top hat? Well if you insist…

The hair stylist must have seen Jane's hat and realized she would have to make the rest of the band's hair equally massive. This look is all very Suddenly Susan/Working Girl.
Still, they look pretty wholesome. They were good at covering up their off-stage naughty behavior. “It was all one big outrageous moment blurred into another outrageous moment but I don’t have them any more so much. We were in our early 20s, we were famous, we were rich, we had no responsibilities, we weren’t married, so we went wild, as we should, and we took advantage of the circumstances,” Belinda Carlise told The Gay UK.
During the filming for the video to the lead single of “Vacation,” you know, the jet ski one, they were pretty drunk. This is how Jane told it to Songfacts:
“We were at the A&M sound stage, and it was a big budget video, because by that time we were really popular. It was fun, but it was a way of working that we weren't accustomed to. I remember it being a 14-hour day and about eight hours into it we all were getting really bored and restless, so we started drinking. But by the time they actually shot the scene where we're on the water skis, skiing one-handed and waving and stuff, we were all really looped. It's so funny, if you look at us, look in our eyes in those parts, we're all like cross-eyed drunk.”
In 1983 they went to the UK to record their third album, Talk Show. This was also around they time they got really in to very brightly colored eyeshadow.
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During the writing of the album Jane asked to sing lead on a song she had written and the rest of the group said no. DENIED. Belinda explained, somewhat insensitively, that she was the lead singer and that's just the way it was. Jane was enraged, although her anger was soothed slightly when she discovered that since she and Charlotte did most of the songwriting on the first and second LPs they had made the most in royalties. Gina called their accountant and asked how much each of them made in the band that year and on finding out she made less than Jane and Charlotte she was livid and asked the two big earners to divide all income equally.
Jane said they would do it on the fourth album asTalk Show had just been finished and she'd written most of it. This lead to pretty violent physical fights and Jane left the band in October 1984. Charlotte was left lost and hopeless, missing her song writing buddy. She checked herself into rehab and finally managed to quit her darkest of excesses, inspiring Belinda in the process who also went into recovery.

The downside of their new drug-free clarity was Belinda realized the band wasn't going to work any more.Together with Charlotte she told the others that the dream was over.  Kathy was pretty mad at the fact she'd had to put up with them being strung out all those years and now they were finally clean but the Go-Go's were finished. 
After the split Belinda had an insanely successful solo career, with several singles topping the charts worldwide, recording an entire album in French, with some of her music videos getting directed by Diane Keaton—all despite the fact she was back on drugs, including prescription pills, hallucinogens and, most damagingly, cocaine. In fact she was still doing cocaine well into her 40s, when she did her Playboy spread. She has said of it, ‘You 
don't have to be stick thin and blonde and in your twenties to be sexually viable. Some of the photos are really airbrushed.’ My friend said, ’God I wish I had a butt like that,’ I said, ‘So do I, cos it's not mine.’” Eventually she quit the drugs completely, discovered yoga and went to India a whole bunch. Now she lives in Paris and is sober and serene.
Charlotte meanwhile wrote a hit song for Keith Urban, and a rock opera about Linda Lovelace, and Gina has written songs for Miley Cyrus and Selena Gomez. Jane had a moderately successful solo career, but was pretty happy when the Go-Go's reunited in the 90s. She’s super keen that the public know the whole story: “We have always had a compulsion to try to make people aware we did exist before we became America’s sweethearts. We came from a very, very specific scene that we were an integral part of. People can call us pop wusses all they want, but basically, we started that band with no experience, no education, no hopes of getting anywhere. To me, it’s a real American success story that we got somewhere, and we like to honor our roots.”
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They're the best. Just look at Jane wearing two belts and hanging onto that wall for dear life. 
This piece was originally published on Noisey

STYLE DISSECTION: BLAIR WALDORF

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I'm watching Gossip Girl for the first time after covering the pilot in my podcast with Miss. Donahue.  What a ridiculous show, it's a glossy soap opera about the "lives of Manhattan's elite", yet apparently there are only 12 people in that elite bubble and they all date each other.  It's a dating rotation.  It's a full on partner swap every episode.  New people come in, stay for a couple of weeks, but then are quickly shown the door.  Mainly because those new people are nearly always evil and scheming.  They're dastardly cartoon characters with stilettos, blazers and agendas.  Also I know the identity of the head honcho of the website that spills all the gossip, AKA Gossip Girl, and knowing that makes watching for the first time slightly worrying.  It means one character must be suffering with a very troubling personality disorder, and it's worrying how long it goes unchecked.  I can only imagine that when everyone finds out said person's secret the show will end tragically and that person will be put in therapy (and possibly jail) for a very long time.

In short, I love this show.

My favourite character by a million Manhattan blocks, is Blair Waldorf.  She's cruel, unforgiving, bossy and selfish.  And yet she's very likable.  In general I'm a fan of female characters that are appealing despite their many flaws (see also Julia Louis Dreyfus as Selina Myer in VEEP).  We have a lot of nice girl characters, it's always refreshing to have one who subverts what's expected.    Plus, this woman has strong wardrobe game.  I'm really looking forward to colder weather so I can try and recreate some of her looks.  There's something of Veronica Sawyer about her, but with headbands and more frills, and I'm pretty sure Olivia Palermo was the inspiration for, and also is inspired by, Ms. Waldorf.  I've mainly focused on her autumn and winter styles, but there's a bit of summer in there too.  Also sorry to any Serena fans, I may well cover her too, but if I'm honest she just doesn't have the bite that Blair does.

Blair is good at dressing for school.  She wears a lot of navy, tartan/plaid, and coloured tights.  And everyone around her - the minions - dress the same way.  I would have thought that would annoy Blair but she seems to love it, at one point she meets someone wearing a bow headband and tells her, "bows always go on the right".  She also tells a Prince off for wearing jeans to an event.  Fashion is one place where she plays by the rules.



Blair is really into red accessories (see above) but we'll get to that later.  I like how on the right she's wearing three different shades of blue.  No biggy.

She never plays it completely safe, like below where she's whipped out a yellow coat, red tights and a tan bag.  That should not go together, and it kind of doesn't, but her attitude makes it work.  When Blair dresses unconventionally it's a power play, she knows no one would dare comment.  She's taunting them all with her colour clash.  Below we also see her in one of her capes, this woman has so many capes, she must have one wardrobe solely dedicated to capes that Dorota has to organise by colour.  In other news I am in love her two tone shoes, white tights and diamond knit.  


Below are two of my favourite looks.  The one on the left, with the gold tights, gold bow tie and red coat reminds me a lot of an outfit from Heathers.  Especially with the white socks and ballet shoes.  God, remember when everyone was wearing ballet shoes?  Why were we doing that?  

On the left...I don't even know how to describe this outfit.  That pale blue coat with brown trim - I would never know how to wear that, and yet it's so perfect with the 70s boots and matching bag.  She's a genius. 


Blair is maximal.  This white dress below with it's, again, 70s shape is so pretty and statement, I think most people would just wear it with bare legs and a little bit of jewellery.  But Blair puts on lacy brown tights and another one of her frickin' headbands.  It doesn't need that, but then she is a woman who is all about possessing things you don't need. 


But look.  She does wear white very well. 


Come summer there is one colour Blair wears very frequently - yellow.  Normally with orange and red.  I assume she doesn't want the sun to outshine her so she sticks it on her clothes. 


But she also does pattern clashing.  Bigtime.  And this to me is very Palermo.  The Palermo Pattern Clash, it's a bit similar to this and this


Her berets, bows, bands and beautiful cloches.  They're not to my taste, but it's only fair we properly consider this woman's dedication to head gear.  I guess loving having something on her bonce is what makes her Queen B.  


And we need to seriously consider her dedication to outerwear.  She has so many coats in the same colour - look two cream coats, two checked coats, TWO GREEN CAPES. 


YES I SAID TWO GREEN CAPES.  Which apparently must always be worn with yellow.  Two, different yellow bags.  I enjoy Dan Humphry's face in that picture, very suave.  


And yes, her tights game is strong.  Coloured, lacy, or coloured AND lacy, every inch of Blair must be adorned.  Oh and look, a different green coat with a different yellow bag!  Maybe Dorota's room is just jam packed full of green wool and yellow leather.  I feel like she must keep all her clothes somewhere that isn't her bedroom since it's always so tidy and it's possible to see the floor and open the goddamned door.  


Another Blair Waldorf trick is to wear contrasting coloured shoes.  White ones with black tights, pink with a blue dress, yellow with purple silk.  


But red is the colour Blair is most dedicated too.  Whether it's an accent or head to toe, it's the hue she always returns to.  And also she often wears it with white and blue, she's a true American Manhattan princess. 



Finally I feel like it's only fair to include some images of her underwear/loungewear, because it's insane!  She has the best silks ever!  Well, the best for someone who must have a drycleaner on speed dial, and never feels the need for a comfy big cotton knicker.  You have to salute this woman's drawers. 


XOXO

COAT OF DREAMS

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That thing where you're not ready to wear black tights yet but are so ready to wear big coats.  Winter on top summer on bottom?  No that sounds weird.  Summer Bottom could be the name of a Shakespearean clown.  Or a medical issue a family from Game Of Thrones would suffer from.  This coat/jacket is proper suede and proper sheepskin, it's from ASOS (their new AW collection landed today and it's bloody brilliant).  Since it's my birthday in a month I've decided it's going to be my present from Jeremy, he has little say in the matter but I think he approves.  It's super cosy, and I'm going to douse it in suede protector so it lasts forever and ever.  The shoes are from last seasons Clarks x Orla Kiely collection, which was awesome.  Almost as awesome as their new collaboration.  Yeek!

INSPIRED BY: BLAIR WALDORF

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After doing a deep cut on Ms. Waldorf's outfits last week I had a go at putting together something similar to what she wears.  I was thrilled/concerned to realise I had all the neccessary components for a Blair outfit already in my wardrobe.  Does that mean I'm supposed to be with a sniffy American business entrepreneur with emotional issues and a love of bow ties?!  I hope not.  The cape is from Sister Jane last year, the kilt and shirt are ASOS (similar here), and the loafers are from Next.  The bow hairband is the closest I'll ever get to wearing a beret, Blair has way more dedication to hats and head wear than I do.  I have to say, as outfit recreations go, this is one I'd be pretty happy to wear more than once.  Although it does feel a lot like a school uniform, but hey - it is September.

XOXO

SUFFRAGETTE

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I studied the Suffragette movement at school in sixth form, and while I found it interesting I don't think I really understood how important and difficult a time that was for women in Britain.  Most of the stories we see concerning that period deal with middle and upper class families.  There's struggle but it's all upstairs downstairs, liaisons in dark corridors, silky dresses, pre-war fears.  Rose tinted, or rather Julian Fellowes tinted.  But life for the working classes was a completely different beast.  I went to see Suffragette last week which is that rare thing - a film that actually portrays how those women fighting for the vote lived.  It's tough viewing.  The fact that less than a hundred years ago women had no say in how their government behaved and passed laws feels baffling and scary.  That these women would be so brave as to put their jobs, families and lives at risk in order to fight for something so simple as the freedom to vote is awe-inspiring.  It also feels very timely, many women in the world still don't have the vote, or equal pay, or a hundred other rights that men have and women should have.  It's a brilliant film, a great story with a fantastic cast, but be warned, you might leave feeling a little bit furious at injustice.  If it piques your interest there sadly seems to be a dearth of fiction around the Suffragette movement, but one book I strongly recommend is Sally Heathcote: Suffragette by Mary Talbot.  
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