I have been going through an intellectual crisis (only a minor one, don't worry) and my mentality was in the wrong place... somewhere in 17th century Scotland where I could live a happy hermit.
In the mean time, since abandoning this blog
Oh yes. It was that bad since, as you can see, I don't even want to be associated with it. Luckily, my friend Luna sorted it out and it looks great! Big sigh of relief.
In other news, I had a brief work experience or internship if you prefer with the Fashion Desk of the Daily Telegraph, writing an article on the opening of a new Laura Ashley Hotel, doing the Style Agenda, finding ten pairs of awesome shoes under £100 and developing an irrational hatred of Diane Kruger - you would too if you had to find out what she's wearing in like a million photos of her, her and only her. It's not that she's awful, it's that when you're spending five hours looking at someone's personal style, Daphne Guinness or Marion Cotillard would have suited me far better.
So, what will you be getting out of me if you continue your loyalty to this blog?
You can expect:
More Vintage Fashion Shots
Introduction to Style Icons
|Beyoncé's new short crop rocks to high heaven!|
That sounds worth it to me, n'est ce pas? Because, believe me, I am not a deep and feeling person who writes this only for myself expecting nobody to read it, because that would be pretentious and angst-y. So I hope it's worth it to you, because I do work relatively hard at this blog.
On a last note, before saying goodbye and reminding you to check back soon: an iconic photograph.
On this day in 1969, for the first time on a Beatles album, the front cover had neither the group’s name of the band nor the title of the album - simply the iconic photograph we have all come to know, taken on the zebra crossing near the entrance to the studios in London NW8.
Goodbye! Do comment, please follow and remember to check back soon...