My Derhy Dream

...it is what it is, deluded.Nothing accept a frequent (and vivid) day dream that my mind enters and explores during times when boredom becomes too much to digest,those mundane moments such as standing around waiting in line at the post office (possibly the worst sort of line to be apart of,one word- long),with nothing except stamps,and shelves of A4 note pads to stare at is it any wonder in these situations my Derhy day dream kicks off in such detail...

I've never been one of those sort which flick through magazines and think,'man I really want to become a model' it never has appealed to me,until my date at the dentist late last year.When by accident whilst browsing the pages of some glossy magazine (distracting my mind from the dreaded dentist chair)when Derhy gently drifted and fell onto my lap, an unlikely place for such a fabulous fashion introduction, I know.Before this incident, hands up somehow I'd remained completely ob-liv-ious to the French fashion brand.Savvy fashion bloggers made me blush with embarrassment after I confessed to my Derhy ignorance months back. One blogger summed it up my ignorance quite nicely,"Dery where have you been?!Most my wardrobe is Derhy, at least you've found them now."



Yes I have indeed found Dery. now right now after getting my paws on the new Derhy S/S 11 catalogue,drooling over the fashion and styling (...the marriage and harmony between navy blue/red stripes blooming flower prints and risky colour combo purple and orange:restricted only to Quality Street sweet tins?Well not anymore!)I want to be one of those natural, gorgeous and god damn lucky Derhy model girls who have the privilege of being dressed up head to toe in in the stuff!I can only ever dream of obtaining my own special piece of Derhy can't I?
Well, well I may of been rather cheeky.And in a desperate measure to own a Derhy dress sent a email begging for a Derhy product for *cough* an up and coming fashion feature in which I require a Derhy item to *cough* illustrate the text.Shamelessly abusing my little corner on blogspot to bag me a free piece of french fashion.What?!Jeez I can't afford that many euros, and plan b to get booked up by a model agency
and pose for Derhy... aahh too much of a far shot for someone who is still waiting to reach 5ft.Besides she does it so much better...








images Derhy

P.S...TOMORROWS POST- SUMMERS BLUE DRESS

Wardrobe me

I've stuck to my pledge people's and today I deliver an outfit post as I promised you I'd try and do at least two style posts per week, though more often then not getting dressed is a rushed, panic sort of shambles affair.Diving head first into the wardrobe, eating breakfast and brushing my hair all at the same time whilst GMTV reminds me that I'm running late (I always switch on GMTV it has the most accurate time compared to my clock; which is an old wind up one so is prone to packing up, leading me to believe I have all the time in the world when in fact I'm bloody late!).
This morning was no exception I had a billion errands to run, the day kicked off with me tripping over my snare drum and my left(now sore) foot discovering a very sharp sewing needle on the floor *ouch*.My morning continued to unfold in such a shambolic manner, panic struck when I couldn't find any of my hats (...I can't function without a hat,my family and friends take the piss out of my affection for hats and reckon I can't resist striking a pose whenever I'm wearing my beloved red beanie hat.I suppose there may be some truth in that statement. I HEART HATS!Nobody loves hats more then me.No one).Then I recalled relocating my stash of beanie's giving them a new home in their very own special hat draw.What?Hats are my babies.HA!
Hat panic attack over,though the brief drama has left me with no time for attention to detail or any fuss about.So DP's pussy bow blouse,my beloved owl necklace and a speedy smudge of blackest black eye pencil it is!
Oh brilliant blogspot refuses to play ball and has decided to take forever to upload my post...can't wait to see what the rest of my day brings on. Hope you have a better weekend then me girls (and guys?).


Peace X


P.S...SUNDAYS POST- DERHY DREAM

Purse Edit

Everyday I carry around a big heavy purse which weighs me down, clogged up with various crap such as bus pass,train tickets,Tesco receipts,library tickets,foil chewing gum wrappers, Boots point card and a neglected Subway voucher card,the random messy content of my ridiculously over sized purse drives me nuts.The purse is too god damn big and searching through its bulging insides is sooo time consuming, take today for instance all I wanted was some lose change so I could buy a smoothie on the way to work,could I find lose change?No.Resorting to a moment of 'shes off her rocket' mayhem in which I violently shook my purse and began shouting instructions to it,"oh for f-sakes would you just show me the change, where is that £3 tell me now, stupid , stupid purse!", people behind me looked alarmed and stood back as I continued to shout and shake the purse on the coffee bar.Oh the rage.
This cannot and will not happen ago I shall not have another purse break down in public as I have the ideal solution.Down size.












Yep its time for a purse edit. Funny isn't it how much fuss and attention wardrobes receive compared to the humble accessories in our life?We have a spring clean of our wardrobes, giving pre-loved garments seductive descriptions on ebay, in the hope that someone out there will desire that dress which never did your figure any faves and in the wardrobe edit process we make room for new fresh fashion items.Yet accessories (or at least my accessories) are over neglected lucky to see any updates, I hold on to daft purses, bags etc that are to put it bluntly impractical and just don't quite work for me. Yet I stick by their side with fierce loyalty for ages despite the fact the purse I carry round irritates me.Would my tolerant attitude be the same towards an unflattering frock, or uncomfortable pair of shoes?Hell no!So starting today for the first time I introduce an accessories edit.
Each couple of weeks I will begin to sort through my accessory collection and ditch items that sit around gathering dust or items that I use out of habit but dislike.
First up my stupid purse has gotta go, I'm adopting a new method in regards to choosing a purse, the smaller with less fiddly compartments and zippy bits the better.What I want is a purse which simply opens and shuts via a clasp,with space only for the minimum,yet doesn't cut back on style points...I'm swaying towards the beautiful Rachel Orme (above, top) red purse which has serious vintage appeal!

P.S...TOMORROW POST - WARDROBE ME (OUTFIT POST)

I love loulou

Urrgh I give up there you go I've been defeated happy now?After an hour of combing, brushing,drying,first tied up in a bun, followed by a not-so-slick ponytail, what other options do I have left for my rebellious hair? Ooh light bulb moment! I'll go for an effortless low-slung plait, hair drama over and problem solved. Erm wait no it actually isn't.Sighs*
This is the tedious issue that crops up when growing ones hair out, it's impossible to tame there are little options left to pick, and only so many hair styles to experiment with when your on your hundredth hairdo already. Feeling tempted to dash into my local salon and scream,'hack it all off, do an Edward Scissor hands already!'I mean would this really be so insane?It's only hair, I'm not one to be too precious about my locks; hair grows back no biggie.I'm so over having my hair either up or down, consuming all of my time and making me late for work every morning as I try in vain to make my hair look just Okay.I need a transformation a quick instant fix...one word loulou.
LoulouLovesYou make an array of gorgeous accessories, including hair accessories such as gigantic silk bows and statement flower power hairbands, the bigger the bow or flower the better it may just divert peoples attention away from my birds nest hair, ah yes cunning-the perfect distraction.I love you loulou and so does my hair!






images loulou loves you


P.S...TOMORROWS POST-QUIRKY PURSES

Kat Von D Style Steal!

The other day something weired went on in cyberspace and inside my inbox, Kat Von D's camp/ people (could of it really been Von herself?I will never know, if you do read my 'ickle fashion rambling blog Kat then hello!Confession time, hands up I'm partial to style stalking you every once in a while but in a non creepy way may I just stress Okay I'll shut up now),shot me an email apparently they read one of my features from many posts ago (the post where I go into detail as to why Kat Von D must, must launch a fashion collection one day, the same post where I'm like blatantly gushing over her threads.How I'd ink myself up to my eyeballs despite being scared of all things sharp and needleish if it resulted in me gaining all access areas to Kat Von D's wardrobe inc her platform shoe collection.The same post where I thought, 'sod it' I'm going to create a moodboard of Kat's fierce style and insert text which read - style crush. Not at all creepy, or odd huh?No, no perfectly normal behavior.*Cringe what possessed me to do that? Bloody hell embarrassing isn't the word!).When I first began reading the email my first reaction was to throw it into the junk box 'this has got to be some sick prank, nobody reads this blog thing of mine'.How I'm glad I decided to continue reading the email as it lead me towards some intriguing attachment...only images of Kat Von D's frigging first ever fashion collection 2011.








images bing, and ink magazine



Breath, slow breathing I need to calm my ecstatic self down.Eekk I've been awaiting this moment for so long, the moment where I could at long last obtain a small piece of Kat's wardrobe.Kat Von D has been one of my style icons for years, I only stumbled upon her by pure accident when my friend who ran a tattoo shop flicked through my scrap book he said,"you could be doing this working as a tattoo artist- do it be the next Kat Von D!" Baffled my reaction was,"the next what who?"
I followed instructions set out for me by my artist friend to turn the box on, watch more TV and tune into a show called Miami Ink...instructions followed and cue my girl style crush.A style crush which some magazine types found comical at many intern interviews with my inspiration/icon mood board snubbed.Anywho's Kats debut fashion range is not one to be snubbed nor dismissed as just another celeb trying to be a fashion designer.Kat's debut collection is everything you'd expect and more from the gal who bought us High Voltage.The designs are brave, fierce with clean sharp structures which have an distinctive Kat Von D edge to them, the range also consists of stand out statement pieces which feature subtle and sophisticated mature rock & roll twists that prevents it from becoming too Avril Lavigne.You don't have to be a fan or give a hoot about Kat Von D to appreciate and heart this fine collection of designs. The only let down to this collection being it doesn't include a selection of shoes *sob, an idea for next time perhaps Kat?









images courtesy of Kat Von D


P.S...TOMORROWS POST-LOULOU LOVES YOU

On the cheap

Change to scheduled Kat Von D style steal post, see I've decided to brag about my bargain buys instead.What? It's been months since I tripped upon a vintage thrift treat, the charity shops in my local area have officially redeemed them rotten selves. Believe me inserting the word rotten isn't no harsh exaggeration, as one charity shop has not only vintage garments but a rather vintage odour that whifts around beneath the nose and dominates the air-urrgh p-e-g pleassse.I was uncertain whether to drag myself through that ordeal all over again after I failed last time leaving with only a nasty stubborn smell that refused to fade off my clothes and in my hair (vom)not exactly what I had in mind.After much should I, should I nots and reliving my last thrift nightmare I thought 'one more last time sod it.Be brave don't just take the easy option and opt for the nearest DP's' give it ago, get your thrift thinking hat on' so I adopted my own advice and did just that-am I mad?

One hour in why on earth did I swap today's highstreet shopping plans for charity shops again?No really please someone remind me?So far I've dragged myself around all the familiar charity shops, and picked up a glorious yellow pop art alarm clock which obviously I can't wear,or could I? Hmm what would Lady Ga Ga do?
Time for a break, oohh DP's is calling me I become distracted by a ditsy bird print blouse,red boat print dress, bright orange lace crop top and khaki military trousers (£5.00)...yes is in not either a skirt or dress wtf is wrong with me today?I only own two pairs of trousers and they are part of my work uniform!Did I really just bypass the boat dress, oh my days am I now really standing at the till waiting to purchase these trouser things (complete alien concept to me), Okay did I really just make trousers part of my wardrobe?Yikes I really did, didn't I? Two hours in to my failure of a shopping date,now regretting my random khaki military mistake I decide to make Sue Ryder
my last and final thrift stop of the day,(only because I was swayed by a fruit salad print tea pot in the window display and a set of sticks for my drum kit)before I head home no doubt shall be feeling very much deflated.
Wrong I exited the charity shop feeling smug and very much smitten with my Sue Ryder fashion goodies vintage shoulder bag-tick,floral tapestry needlepoint clutch/purse handmade by a granny somewhere-tick,cream chiffon mix Pussybow blouse-tick,charming feather necklace-tick.Tick, tick and tick again man I done good on the cheap (insert even more smuger face here), I have faith in thrifty fashion once again hoorays for that!











P.S...TOMORROWS POST - KAT VON D STYLE STEALING

Should be sleeping

...but I'm wide awake instead so figured might as well do a wee quick post as wireless connection failed me big time earlier today (by-the-by I saw your comments much love thanks I always forget anyone reads this so I'm still surprised when I see they/you do!)despite me waving around the laptop above my head in different corners of the house,'wait, I've got it I'll try the attic room, it has to work up there!' Wrong.But heyho the invisible magic that is wireless has once again returned, and on time for me to show off this kooky little purse by Nicky Snow...me needs!



P.S...TOMORROWS POST KAT VON D STYLE STEAL