Showing posts with label 2013. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2013. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 July 2014

All Things Heeled...

So there I am; innocently milling about on the internet, as I do rather well, when out of nowhere - I fall in love.
It's an inexplicable, illogical, unrequited kind of love but it's real love and I'm in deep. 

And whom is the object of my affection, the apple of my eye, the fire in my loins I hear you ask?

These. 

These stunning Union Jack style heels, designed by the fantastic Nicholas Kirkwood and worn by Taylor Swift during the 2013 Victoria's Secret fashion show. 


Doesn't she look fabulous?

So to help me deal with my new found obsession, I did some research. I know I'm a little late to the party as the show was in November last year but hey, no one cool ever turns up early to a party, so I guess that makes me the epitome of cool. (Just let me have this!)

The gorgeous range of shoes were designed by Nicholas Kirkwood and Sophia Webster.  Sophia has been getting a lot of hype in recent years, and quite rightly.  She also designed these beauties for her new Fall 2014 collection:


You can see more of her awesome designs on Pinterest and here.

If, like me, you missed all of the hype of the Victoria's Secret show, I have found the best articles for highlights were written by Grazia and The Guardian.

So with my new obsession in full swing, imagine how excited I was to find out that the 2014 Victoria's Secret Fashion Show will be held in London!  However, after doing some research I have discovered that unless I cure a disease or release a top ten album in the next few months, I'll never have enough money to go - which I don't really see happening in my near future... Damn.

Looks like I'll just have to maintain my addiction from behind my laptop screen.  But I can tell you one thing for sure, this is one party I definitely won't be showing up late to!

Thursday, 19 December 2013

All Things Single...

That would be me then.

After just over a year together, Sam and I have split up and I've kicked him out of the flat.  So what does a girl do in this situation?  She goes away with her favourite girlie.

Last week we packed a bag and headed off to Birmingham to see the Clothes Show Live and shop our hearts out.  And that we did.  After a Megabus up in the morning, we arrived in Brum just as the shops were setting up so we went for a cheeky breakfast at Cafe Rouge.  (I say breakfast, but the price we paid I'm pretty sure we have shares in the company now).  

After that we attacked the Bullring.  For those of you that don't know, the Bullring is an awesome shopping centre in Birmingham.  We attacked the basics; Forever 21, New Look etc.  Before moving on to lingerie; La Senza and Boux Avenue didn't know what hit them.  We must've spent about £200 each over the course of the day.  

That night, we threw on our new clothes and went clubbing; Brummie style!  The picture above is us just before we headed through the door.  We summoned a cab and told him to take us to "where there will be people".  So we headed to Spoons.

In spoons a couple of guys took a shine to us and decided that we would make a foursome.  We weren't happy about this but tottered up the road to the next club which was really busy and had some good drink offers on.  I have no idea what it was called but the music was good and our newly adopted 'friends' bought us drinks which saved waiting at the bar.  

After a couple in there and a trip downstairs to the questionable toilets, we decided to head on.  The next club was desperate to get people inside so I bantered with the promo guy until he offered me a bottle of "champagne" for going in.  (By champagne read: Chateux Shit...)



There weren't many people in there but the music was awesome (Fresh Prince of Bel Air, anyone?)  It was really good just to have a night to ourselves where we could do whatever we wanted.  A cheeky drink and good slutdrop to Jason Derulo can make everyone feel fantastic.

Somewhere around the 4am mark our feet were killing so we tottered into a taxi and back to the hotel where we had a footbath before heading to bed.

The next morning we got ready and headed for some lunch before going to the Clothes Show Live.  I've loved the Clothes Show ever since I went on a school trip when I was about 15.  This time however, I'd bought presale tickets so we were front row!

And by front row, I mean FRONT ROW!





It was amazing! And definitely helped take my mind of things.  I mean, look at all of those topless men!  I can't wait until next year.

After we'd had our fill of the sassy men, we headed back to reality and got a ride home.  I had such an amazing time that I've decided that I belong on the front row now.  Maybe I can convince the Clothes Show to run every month in future...