Personally, I think a night out in usually the perfect time to show off your wardrobe. To put on your favourite heels, dress or skirt, to make you feel a millions dollars. It's probably the favourite part of my night out, to get all dolled up and picking a dress from my collection of 67 dresses that I have, (I counted yesterday and I am now slightly worried about my insane dress habit). So, why is that so many girls insist on making a night out their ideal time to dress like they have walked right out of the local prostitute house, by slapping their face with so much makeup you could mistake them for being the Benefit counter at your local department store, and wearing a skirt that looks like something about of my belt collection.
On friday I went for my average night out, and nearly choked on my malibu and coke when I saw one girl. Not out of jelously, or of her amazing beauty, as I would have prefered to have been halted in my drinking, no, it was thanks to her delightful outfit.
Now, I am all for individuality! I love seeing someone wear something in a new way or trying out a new idea but this 'outfit', if you can call it that, actually made me want to die a little bit inside.
Picture the scene: me and my girlfriends sitting in a bar having a few drinks and in walks in a young girl firstly with overly straightened hair, wearing a demin corset with leggings. OK, so it doesn't sound to bad just saying that, but let me finish. The corset didn't fit her. In fact I was subjected to rather a lot of tummy and hips where she was wearing her leggings as hipsters. One of my pet hates as it is, is the leggings and t-shirt look; I don't really want to see peoples bum cracks!
And while I was hating her outfit as it was, I was saw the shoes. OH THE SHOES... white buckle up boots. At this point, I wanted to cry. Actual, genuine tears.
I just don't understand how these people look in the mirror and think 'oh hell yeah, I look good!' because they would be lying to themselves and destroying eyes such as mine and my friends. Surely, on your weekly night out, you want to look fantastic not trashy. Well, I suppose some people see trashy as fantasic... how sad that they feel the need to go out looking like that.
I hang my coat up in the first bar.
Tim Burton the lastest craze?
Fashion is a tangled web of wonder. There’s something about it that hold’s element of surprise and the unexpected. Each thread, each weave, revealing an innovative, new design startling the hearts of fashionistas, and halting the world into silence as it takes your breath away. It’s this very feeling that crops up every season. As you get comfortable in your seat and stare at the empty catwalk, you have already created a mental picture of the shoes, dresses, shirts and trousers are going to make up the collection. I suppose you begin to believe you have seen it all; believe that you are inside the designers minds, but really you are doing nothing but not believing in fashion. Fashion is ever changing and yet while we all expect the norm season in, season out, fashion always knows how to push the boundaries and bring us something fabulously outrageous. This season is no different it just seems now something else is beginning to shape fashion’s identity; the Cinema.
With the upcoming Tim Burton film, Alice in Wonderland, it’s no wonder the catwalks were over-flowing with pastel and candy colours, oversized bows, doll-like dresses and dramatic makeup. While the Disney original of the film is made up of play-safe pastel colours, Tim Burton is renowned for his quirky approach to theatre and it seems the fashion boat has used this to set sail for spring.
As we waited impatiently for the spring/summer 2010 collections to slander graciously down the catwalk, each journalist, upcoming designer and photographer were thinking the same. A ray of natural and nude faces surrounded by boho hair and dressed in florals were going to be paraded; the usual spring looks. Alas, the silence was electric as Marc Jacobs models appeared with gothic eyes and lips, only to be followed by Luella’s block-colouring eye shadow, throwing out the rule-book and reeling Alice’s one in. The make-up was soon followed by the girly frills of pastel frocks from Valentino, Burberry and Roberto Cavilli to name a few.
It sees the catwalks are not the only place that fashion is gripped by Wonderland. In honour of the film release Stella Mccartney has designed a limited edition necklace and charm bracelet complete with playing cards and a rabbit. It is also rumoured that designers such as Christopher Kane have fallen for Alice’s charm as they create bespoke outfits for her to be displayed at French Department Store, Printemps during Paris Fashion Week.
With thanks to our favourite little white rabbit it’s our chance to have a spring we weren’t expecting. We can keep our beloved eyeliner we have grown to love once more, while ditching the military boots, slipping into a sugar pink sundress and securing bows in our hair. With all the studs, black and leather over winter it’s a relief to our bodies to know we are getting rid of our manly wardrobe and being a little more feminine this season; although with hint of risqué as we attempt our Burton-esque makeup.
It seems odd to me as I shop for my new favourite pieces, that a film has once again shaped our catwalks and caused such an eruption in the fashion world. It began last season w
ith the influx of vampire looks, recognition of the new Twilight film, and now the euphoria of Wonderland, as our stores are lined with lemons, sugars and pastels, shaping our spring, summer trends. Maybe it’s the designers looking at the demand of what the public want. Any girl would love to be Alice, entering a world of sheer madness, not knowing what’s to crop up next, faced with something different every minute. Although, something that sounds almost identical to the tangled web that is fashions own wonderland.
This season, we can kick off our chucky boots, hang up our bushy fur coats and celebrate girly frocks and skirts. As fashions very own looking glass bores down on us, it’s time to embrace a new epidemic; fashion as cinema and Alice’s extremely beautiful wardrobe wonderland. Now, there’s something in fashion we never expected.
SO MUCH LOVE FOR ALICE IN WONDERLAND.
Wandering eyes.
Is it just me or is it that every time I walk down the street I just can't help but judge people. Not in the, 'I dont like you' way but by judging their style and thinking fashion police alert or hello sexy! I suppose it's my own way of thinking I'm some kind of Anna Wintour, thinking my opinion even counts; but there is just something about watching others walk by you and thinking, 'yes, i want that' or 'are they avoiding reflections today?'. It's sort of a way of passing the time on a journey I suppose but there is some sort of control and admiration that comes along with it.
I love when you see someone and adore what they are wearing. It can sometimes give a new take on everything and a trend that you binned before. It's a way of seeing how different styles suit different people; a way of opening your eyes to different doors and paths in fashion. On occasions, I have admired peoples outfits and thought about how my own individual take on it would come together. I think sometimes it's good to get fashion influence from the girl that walked past you in the high street rather than the celebrities that are simply styled by others, lacking their own individual taste. It's more inspiring to base a new outfit on a real, normal person instead of a fake bake celebrity. I'm not saying that all the famous and fabulous are like that or denying that some of them such as Mary-Kate or Alexa Chung have impeccable style, it's just that sometimes it's endearing to see a real girl inspiring and influencing other people take on fashion.
Spying unknowns outfits can also bring an element of humour to your life. It's always entertaining for some of us to see a girl, dressed head to toe in what you think is unspeakably atrocious, and thinking of all the ways you could give her or him a fabulous make over. Although, this does have it's downside if you are a slight obessive and will think about all the possible changes in that poor persons wardrobe all day and lose concentration on everything else surrounding your day.
You see, judging, in a postive way, is a wonderful thing. It can inspire and change your views. Judging can allow people to broaden their minds and even allow people to become more daring in their outfits; not because of the airbrushed model they saw in the magazine but because they saw a real girl making the trend look fabulous and wearable. I suppose by a regular women taking on something different and bold it makes others feel more confident in experimentation. Fashion is something that can be altered and adjusted to whatever your taste with the public more likely to make others feel secure to invest in fashion rather than models and personally, I think there is something quite remarkable about that.