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Greetings Dudes,
This Christmas was far better than I had previously forecasted. So was my New Years. My Birthday also beat the odds I had set against it. That will explain this recent absence; I have been positively drunk, happy, exhausted and distracted.

There are some God-awful images that can serve as evidence to prove this miracle. Some far too explicit to post. I would also like to thank and simultaneously blame Beyonce (for the awful combination of all four excuses) for my absence. Just saying. #Drunkinloveallmonth
I even flew to Morocco for my Birthday for a short stint in the sun. Yes I did have a few moments on the beach too, no graining on any wood though. I was on my best behaviour. I will sum up that trip in a few short words: Sun. Sea. Sand. Shisha. Tagine. Haggling. Camel. Chaffing. Bruised. Thighs. Colour. Tan. Tea. Herbs. Spices. Massages. Sauna. Dehydration. Hilarious. Argan Oil. Random. New. Friends. Beyonce. Bikini. Body. Perves. Sexual Harassment.
My previous post saw me creating a Wishlist; I can honestly admit that I had no faith in my nearest and dearest fulfilling such a list – I am a person who goes out forthright and gets what I want, as I rarely receive what I want or what I expect. Not that I get lame gifts – just ‘different’ gifts. Or gifts I am yet to find a use for. Thanks Mum. Without sounding ungrateful of course… So that Wishlist wasn’t a Wishlist after all… Merely a slightly boastful post about all the shit I actually did intend to buy for myself in order of priority.
I also like to get things whilst they are hot – and available in my size! So, whilst being told by such dearest, NOT to purchase anything from my Wishlist until after my birthday – I bloody well missed out on that ASOS Mesh Maxi Dress. Pissed. However – you win some, you lose some. I managed to lose 2KG in weight, gain a new Mr Right and receive all but two of the things off of that list.

Plus my eBay game was indeed on fire and gained myself an off-tha-chain Vintage Leather Borg Flight Jacket. Which I have casually thrown together with just about EVERYTHING, EVERYWHERE. ALL THE DAMN TIME.

So here we are:

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  • Jacket, Vintage
  • Jeans, River Island
  • Mesh Top, Silence & Noise
  • Bra, H&M
  • Back Pack, Topshop
  • Boots, Vagabond
  • Earrings, Accessorize
  • Necklace, (Gift, need to enquire source!)

My mother has never been very fashionable, and I would never have wanted to inherit her jeans. Or any other garments for that matter. Albeit, if I did take on my mothers jeans that she could no longer get into, it would have saved me waiting for the Mom Jeans craze to hit the High Street and, in tandem, saved my sister a pretty penny too. River Island Mom Jeans: Let me just take a moment to grieve for my thighs. *sighs*

They incurred a serious level of affliction when I first tried on the original Christmas Gift. In a size 8. Just what was my darling sister thinking? Bless her, I will take it as a compliment – or perhaps an indication that she desires me to further lose weight. My Lord, they did not even go past my knees! So the jeans were kindly exchanged for a size 12 and here I am, snug as a bug in them. They are a little low in the crouch than I would like, but a super-thick denim, so call it air-con… And just who do I think I am wearing double-mesh? Move over double-denim; over it. Some may think that I think I am too cool, wearing a mesh top and cheekily pairing it with a mesh bag too. Pffft. Others will perhaps just think I am a little bit ‘slutty’ and that I have no absolute care for the security of my personal possessions. I guess breasts do serve as a personal possession, so I guess that assumption would be fair.

Speaking of breasts…. Oh-my-life how uncomfortable that bra is! H&M, great on style, but on this one not on quality; the ‘bone’ of the Pin-up Style bra, has dug into and marked up my back … and probably repositioned my ribs. It now looks like I have been auditioning for 12 Years a Slave. Awesome and moving movie by the way. I will now be purchasing the stupidly-priced Victoria’s Secret version of that bra. The one I originally wanted but couldn’t afford and therefore went to H&M for refuge of my pride.

 

That’s all for now, but I will be reviewing other gifts, including the Tom Ford Lipstick!

Can I get a whoop?

 

La Minx

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Hey Boos’

I am a firm believer in the saying; “Do it once, do it right”. I tend to like to apply this quote just about anywhere to just about anything. Hair, make-up, a task at work (albeit that somehow doing tasks a multitude of times to suit multiple opinions seems to be the option chosen by all but me) relationships and buying clothing, gifts and accessories. You see, it is all to easy to fail, especially if you act in haste.

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My friends know I am the last in and last out. Punctuality is not my middle name. I habitually wait until the last possible minute for anything. However, I seem to have the last laugh because I avoid awkward moments such as: Arriving to a party first out of every invitee and waiting, trying not to look like a loner, trying not to spend all the nights petty cash on ‘waiting time drinks’, trying to avoid that creepy-seedy-looking guy at the bar waiting for you whilst you’re waiting for them. In fact, my time-keeping may be shit, but I never waste time; I have a nose for arriving just when its hot, or buying things at the best possible moment. Black-Friday is my middle name. Also, I do things once. Get things done. Do shit right… right at the last moment but right. So whilst all y’all early birds have too much time for error. I leave no room for it. It is a skill I shall so audaciously declare.

Yes I am that irritating Ebay Bidder that ‘oh-so-happens’ to get in there when there is 4sec to go on the clock. Thats right you silly early bidders whom wrench the price up with your all-too-eager premature ejaculatory selves! One lucky lastminute.com-find I managed to bag was indeed this awesome Leather Borg number. Yes I have posted about it before, but I thought I would brag post about it and another last min find; RiRi’s Talk That Talk Lipstick for Mac. I managed on the day, as I do, to casually rock into Harvey Nic’s London while there were just two left. I bought both. It was 9.32am on the launch day. *Two steps like a boss*.

Haters gone hate right?

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But sometimes I am just plain old fast-assed. I decided, when there was far too much excess month at the end of my paycheck, that I would be quick footed and buy a ‘DUPE’ version of the Vagabond Boot. The Libby Heeled Lace-Up in OFFICE carried a weighty price-tag of £100. Despite knowing that an OFFICE-in-house-resident friend of mine would score me a discount – if I waited until the following month. I was eager-beager and wandered into Topshop, carelessly stumbled across their Astrix Platform Lace-up Boot and somehow, they ended up leaving the store with me for a snippit of the price of the Vagabond’s.

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Topshop’s Astrix Lace-up Boot

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Office’s Vagabond Libby Lace-up Boot

… And after a few weeks of wearing the poorly-crafted-clonks, they ended up leaving me with a snippit of my baby toes intact. I HAVE NEVER HAD A CORN IN MY LIFE! *whimpers*

These boots and the dodgy inside seams, narrow fit and rough faux-leather upper, left my toes hanging onto my feet for dear life! Lordy!

So onto Ebay they went as quickly as I got them in the first place, and onto OFFICE I ventured, in tandem with my bestie-stroke-footwear-hookup …and into my bag went the Vagabonds. At long last.

And this my friends, is why I am not fast-assed.

Buy once, buy right. – Modedelaminx

Thats my quote for life.

La Minx

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Hey Boo’s!

You know that I am a sucker for a good old bit of Plaid right? I don’t think I will ever surpass my love for Tartan. Or a bit of a ‘tarting’ in general  perhaps.

The Numero Uno ‘FashFag’ at the Office, dropped the, “…and… *Snaps fingers and raises eyebrow* the looks a little Alicia Siverstone, Clueless?” In response to my outfit.

Ouch!

Teaches me not to wear brand clothing in the Office where I work. He is the PR Top Dog-Stroke-Top-Bitch… and I’m the newbie. Part and parcel of the pecking order I guess. I should have retorted, “Bitch I’m Fabulous! And its Stacy Dash – Thanks –

But I didn’t. Great witty comebacks never spring to mind in time do they?

I love him really, he is so fierce, and he saunters (literally dips the hips and clicks) around the office as if he can prevent everyone else’s shit from stinking. Ever-fragrant and fabulous, ever-singing and cracking the funniest jokes – and he effortlessly digs at and disses  everyone else in the office. Its like Joan Rivers’ Fashion Police but live and up close. In the end he proclaimed, “Oh and sugar, for the record I LOVE the look. Rockin’ the Plaid, I love a bit of Plaid…” I bet you do, lovely bit of Tart’ on a wee Johnny Scotsman, sans undergarments. Love you too boo.

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  • Levi’s Denim Jacket, Vintage
  • Lace Crop Top, River Island
  • Strapless Bra, Wonderbra
  • Plaid Skirt, American Apparel
  • Maroon Belt, American Apparel
  • Fishnet Tights, Accessorize
  • Pop Socks, Accessorize
  • Buckle Shoe Boots, Office Shoes
  • Studded Holdall, River Island
  • Watch, Diesel

And it doesn’t stop there, anything with a Tartan lining is also something I hopelessly love. So a good old Vintage Harrington Jacket is a wardrobe staple.  A little This Is England 86. Awesome Brit FlickUsually, I team this up with some Skinny Ankle Grazers, but I thought I would glam the look up with some high-waisted shorts. I have worn the crop top again to demonstrate how you can get more out of fashion basics and inserts. I think a Bowling Tee would look cute also, or a Striped Sleeveless number.

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  • Harrington Jacket, Vintage
  • High-Waisted Shorts, American Apparel
  • Hair Clip, American Apparel
  • Brogues, Dr Martens
  • Necklace and Earrings, Accessorize  

I love Vintage Brit Landmarks, Icons and novelty thrifty finds. I’m also a big fan of British Motor Vehicals, like the Mini. My mother had a Mini back in the 90s. Such a cute little car, we were like a family of clowns piling into it. She crashed it into Safeways. She was always a shit driver and I damn the examiner whoever passed her. Nostalgic love for a Mini though, despite the trauma of the 90’s…. so one day – if ever I pass my driving test (I’m sure vehicle-retardation is genetic) I would totally have a little Mini on my wishlist.

So I have also decided to throw a little tutorial into this post, I know that I need to get onto this Video Blogging Band Wagon, but I want to do my first video in October to mark the 1 year anniversary of my blog! So you guys will have to deal with a pictorial for now.

Its all about Ombre lips, yes thats right, put the peroxide down, we are so over the Dip-Dye hair. I’ve always loved ombre lips. However, they weren’t always cool or done very well back in the day. My first memory of this trend was of all the Nigerian women in church: Black Lipliner + Gold Frosted Lipstick. All so effortlessly NOT blended. However, I give credit to trend-setters where credit is due, regardless of the tax I apply for ultimate failure to blend or chose harmonic shades. So I dedicate this pictorial to you Mama Africa.

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1. Prep Lips by exfoliating and moisturising. Lush Cosmetics do a great Sugar Scrub in Bubblegum. I moisturise with Fushi Shea Butter.

2. Line Lips with a Deep Plum Lip Liner, I have gone with Vino from MAC Cosmetics.

3. Fill Outside edges of Lips with a Burgundy or Deep Red or Purple Lipstick, I have opted to go with Diva from MAC Cosmetics.

4. Fill the inner crease of lips with a solid Red, I have chosen RiriWoo from MAC Cosmetics to finish this look.

5. Now Weeeeerk’!

Go Get Em Gals!

Laters

La Minx

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Do(Gu) – ing it, Do(Gu)-ing it, Do(Gu)-ing it well…. I represent Queens, she was raised out in Brooklyn.

My, oh my those lyrics for that legendary LL Cool J hit are absolute filth.

I love that song.

Don’t judge me. Although – if you do I wouldn’t be entirely mad. Its funny because just last week, I was talking about pre-schoolers walking down Shoreditch with full ass cheeks hanging out of their apparently vintage turn-up denim thongs shorts. I mean fully out. In fact I have witnessed a few ass-calamities of late; girls wearing white knickers and them see-through, cheap looking leggings. In fact, anyone who wears surely-sheerly-nearly-black leggings should be stopped dead in their weave-tracks and told about this categorical error, so that they can have the opportunity to put this epic fail right. It is only fair. It is only right. Barely-there leggings and crop-top combo seem to be the next big thing. Girls are letting it all hang out – lunch and all. But seriously, this business of both cheeks being out of doors is not cool – I mean if I can see involuntary twerkage with raw skin – summat ain’t right!

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I’m here like… for real? But who am I to judge?

Like I said last week… sometimes I like to push it. (Salt N’ Peppers’ Here...)

Like I pushed it recently, by wearing Stockings outside of the bedroom. Yeah I know ‘Underwear’s the new Outerwear’ has been done and done-did again, but still – I think although Corsets, Bralets and High-Waisted Knickers have made it safely onto the streets of Portobello and happily disassociated themselves with the streets of Kings Cross – Stockings are still a little Taboo

So Taboo that some Ol’ Jamaican dude thought he would interject my happy-go-lucky-stocking-wearing-strut down the street with his unwanted opinion, “Do you want to degrade yourself any further”. Now I be like, “Who you talking to?” (trying my darn hardest to refrain from – shut yo’ mouth fool) Perhaps if his eyes were more focused on his ‘toe-up’ looking woman (who was galloping alongside him) rather than at my inbetweens, he wouldn’t have noticed my underwear-disguised-as-outerwear. Just saying.

Guess we all judge a little sometimes.

So I will let you, my friends, followers and fash-hoes be the judge of my absolutely GuGu, second crazy installment of what can only be called Cats on Crack. Here I am werkin… but not twerkin’ in the Park with my Pussy Galore Top. See I think stockings can be worn – in the right context of course – so not to a Christening or any even mildly Religious affair… I do have some tact.

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I guess its that age old saying… Whats good for the Goose is not good for the Gander… I was gonna reference the one about stones, but I know I’d be pelted by my elders for sure.

As the wise old Jay-Z said; “Somewhere in America, Miley Cyrus is still Twerkin’

Yes… Twerk Miley Twerk. There is a little hoochie in every lady out there.

So on that note….

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Laters,

La Minx

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Ay Yo Homies and Hoochies

I have been following the fantastic progress of Mr Gugu & Miss Go for sometime now, it is wonderful to witness their success in the ever over-saturated retail market. Their carefully planned launch coincided nicely with the nod to 90s trend that has taken the fashion world by storm. As you guys know – I love 90s fashion – yet Gugu is doing something different, innovative even. Yeah, printed Tees and leggings have been done for sometime now, but the witty graphic prints Gugu have radicalized offer something different. Careful and concise thought has been put into what crazy graphics, materials and hues are used – the psychedelic nature of them make it evident that the graphic designers were possibly on a seriously funky trip when pulling the collection together. Everything about them screams, “we get high all day e’rrrry day…” From the various emotions one can experience during a serious trip – ecstasy, hyperactivity, sloth-mode, invincibility, enlightenment, anger, lust and the post high munchies… not that I know much about getting high – The only high I know is the experience of 8 inch platforms. Brownie Scout Promise.

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So I took a stroll down to the beloved Box Park where my precious Mr Gugu were taking over the joint in a popup shop. There I met two lovely Gugu Gals, who entertained me with their passion and knowledge of the brand. I walked out with a massive grin on my face, two fab Gugu buys and money in my pocket after receiving a generous discount – Blog-Love Perks! I returned later for a Gugu party where I was showered with free drinks and music, and goodtimes with newfound Gugu friends and fellow Gugu Gagas. A saturday well spent me thinks!

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Galaxy Cat Print Tank, Mr Gugu & Miss Go

Satin Bomber Jacket, American Apparel

Lace Pinup Bustier Bra, H&M

Cycling Shorts Tights, Jonathan Aston

Fishnet Hold Ups, Ann Summers

Platform Boots, OFFICE

Rubber Watch, Diesel

SnapBack Cap, Supreme

Chain, Vintage Versace

I’m so dope-boy-fresh! So at the moment I am really loving bomber jackets and fishnets! I have to admit I have grown a fondness for cycling shorts. I am now a self-proclaimed Gym Bunny… As cellulite had begun to not only monopolise my body and stake permanent residency, but once fat was evicted last year successfully, in a fit of revenge it returned earlier this year and bought along with it siblings, parents, lodgers and squatters. You know how the body has that thing called Muscle Memory? Well fat has memory too, it remembers exactly where it last was on your body, like the Terminator its chilling motto is, “I’ll be back…” So back to the gym I go, to make fat cry through sweat and tears. More sweat less tears, the idea of fat dripping from eyes is scary and unwarranted.

Twerkin’ is also a good fat-buster, no doubt the makers of Insanity and Zumba will release a TwerkSonic DVD collection soon to be sold on Bid TV and other wholesale channels… I am cringing in advance.

 

Laters

 

La Minx

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Hey Followers and Friends,

…So The Iron Lady lives no more…

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*Thatcher with her Stylist

In my most humble opinion, Margaret Thatcher was a super stylish kinda chick in her day. Thatcher cared about fashion; often calling on personal stylists to dress her for political events and appearances. Like HRH the Queen, she cared about modesty, the importance of colour, fabric and cuts. She had a staple sense of fashion: simple yet effective. She had her ‘go to’ pieces and an iconic way of outfitting; forever in a midi skirt with matching jacket, not forgetting a handbag in tow, Thatcher reigned supreme. I feel I am too young and inexperienced with politics to discuss her controversial impact on the nation with the policies she enforced whilst at her height in governing the UK etc… Even if I was enlightened slightly with The Iron Lady film and the recent constant bombardment of news media covering her life in full – I still wouldn’t use my blog to air my conclusions. I love being frank with you guys, I use my blog to talk openly about my thoughts and feelings as and when – even slipping the odd overly personal detail (which I am sure you guys love) but there are limits and boundaries – It is a Style Blog after all? So style shall be the prime focus, the focus of this stylish woman in her prime has been the inspiration for my latest outfit!

A Political Affair

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I received this wonderful pullover blouse from Cats Eyes Boutique after my modeling stint on ASOS Marketplace. Its a wonderful gift and very Ode de Thatcher – So I thought I would do this piece justice by pairing it with a prim and proper midi skirt – this one from Topshop is great; its not as thin as the regular mini/tube skirts and the material is a little softer. I purchased my midi two sizes smaller than usual, as I didn’t want any “give” at the bottom. The amazing platform shoes from OFFICE are part of a “Wooded” range they have currently. I think a wooded wedge is so current and a much needed ‘move on’ from the traditional espadrille sole unit. The straps are comfortable, and are buttoned with plenty sizing holes. The gold squared buckle is a nice touch also. These shoes look really expensive, however they are under the £60 marker – thats a lot of shoe for little money, considering the competitor offers are circa £90! The only thing missing from this outfit is a Mulberry Black Bayswater Tote – a quintessentially british designer bag that I just know The Iron Lady would apporve of…

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*Thatchers clothing auctioned for £75k in 2009

Until the next post, for now, I bid you farewell *waves cordially*

La Minx

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Hey Friends,

Hope you are all well?
It seems Spring has finally made a much welcomed appearance in old London Town – about freaking time! 
So I have come to the timely end of my “One Flick Kinda Chick” post, if you haven’t yet read the first two installments scroll down or click “previous” on the tab above this post. I really have enjoyed using Cult Classic movies as the stimuli to my outfits this month. It gave me an excuse to wear what most dare not, put a hoochy frock or two on, and have a bit of role play in my life. I enjoyed embodying all those crazy and outlandish characters – I also enjoyed the public reactions, the pervy ones less so. I still maintain my theory that everything was better in the 80’s and 90’s; films, fashion, music, travel costs, holiday fees and tax rates. However it appears that I’m not the only one reaching for that nostalgic wardrobe number every now and then. The high-street are killing it; every mannequin has a stupid beanie hat and string vest on. Chunky boots and batty-riding-fanny-skimming shorts on. Killing my damn vibe. Good job I like to skip through eras, I’m kinda over this whole – 1994: Lil’ Kim-when-she-used-to-date-Biggie look. Every chick aged 17-28 now looks the same: Beanie Hat – Check. Varsity Jacket – Check. High Waisted Denim Shorts – Check. Slogan-Bearing Oversized Tee – Check. Ali-G Chaps Chain – Check. Dr Martens – Check. I’m done. Over it. Roll on the next trend please?

So here’s what this weeks wardrobe had instore…

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I am in love with this dress. Although I am not a fan of anything too feminine, this studded (…and very ‘boobie’), faux-leather number from the Oh My Love Concession at Topshop is pretty awesome! As much as I love the idea of an all in one leather jumpsuit affair – I’m not a fan of uber-sweaty glandular areas. Fact.

I’m loving up-cycling and reinventing bits and bobs, like the bag chain being used as a belt, as well as the leather bolo-tie rope as a choker. I also saved £25 on achieving the Scissor Hands Stiletto nails by buying acrylic falsies on Ebay, then filing and painting them myself! Winning!

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  • Dress, Louche at Joy
  • Belt, Accessorize
  • Tights Walford
  • Wedge Shoes, OFFICE 

I adore 1950’s hair do’s… so much so that I have perfected many-a-style! I promise to show you guys and dolls how its done on the next few beauty posts. Just need to fix my tripod! This matching dress and shoe combo is very Rockabilly. In summer I may dare to wear this dress without tights, perhaps with an open toe tan shoe? With a banana heel. Gotta love a banana heel! The dress is a little short however, a lot of Marylyn moments… *note to self do not wear a thong with this dress*

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Ooooh how this outfit is verging on HOOOOOOOCHIE!

The double layering of Vintage Jackets, Tights and the addition of a Scarf hopefully illustrates to the public that I have some sense of modesty… well at least I hope so. If it helps your judgement, I did purposefully pull the Knitwear down a bit to showcase (my bosom) the epically embellished Bralette…. I swear! I also ‘upcycled’ my American Apparel Easy Jeans; as you loyal readers know, I have had them a few years now…. I have made them last as long as possible; re-dying them, re-hemming them, putting elastic in the waist (when I got a little tubby at Christmas), and sewing back on the button (that popped off due to over-eating at Christmas). However, the little slit in the leg soon transformed into something somewhat resembling what the almighty Hulk-could-have-done-it hole… that sadly couldn’t be patched back up. I blame all the drop-down-low-like-a-hoe dancing I was doing. Don’t judge me. So out the scissors came and “walla” there you have it, denim shorts. Winning. Winning indeed damn it.

In other news, I had my first modeling gig last week for a lush Vintage Boutique called Cats Eyes at Asos MarketPlace! Check out my little stint and all of the rare gems the Boutique has to offer! I also appeared in a feature film being directed by one of my best friends, she is in a group called Boadicea Ladies and she also has her own agency by the name of FreeYourStyle Collective; she makes some awesome short films with her sister! Check out “The Sohawon Sisters” on YouTube. I promise its a great watch!

Until next week homies!

Better believe it took me double the usual time to type this post with these damn Stiletto foolish nails! Where’s the acetone at?

Laters,

La Minx

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Hey Dudes,

As much as I don’t like sequels, prequels or just about any unnecessary continuation of a perfectly good stand alone installment – some are necessary. Especially when like me, you don’t enjoy enduring any motion picture past the 120 minute point. Ass-numbingly-long. The viewer switched off twenty-five minutes ago kinda length. Some movies are so single-sitting-indigestible that they need the before and after. The following movies meet such criteria:

Lord of the Rings
Star Wars
Harry Potter
Planet of the Apes 

And some movies are just so Epic that you grow up with all the installments, equally spaced and paced, like the writer is coinciding the script with all the flagrant moments in your own feature-length life.

Some movies just shouldn’t be touched. Perfectly good, should-have-just-made-one flicks – usually Thrillers and just about anything by Disney.. I won’t bother naming them because that irritates and offends me. I’m sure you guys can think of a few blatant abominations of Cult Classics. I call it The Great Movie Treason.

What I am glad about is that the abeforementioned movies in the first part of this trilogy post, usually don’t have continuations…That’s why they are so damn good. Because you leave the theatre feeling content, satisfied that you know all the writers wanted you to know; all lose ends convieniantly tied up.. But there still resonates that excited feeling, like – there should be a Part 2, or better still, like me, you’ll wait a fair amount of time for movie-amnesia to settle in.. Wait for the DVD release to drop and watch it again.
I’m gonna be frank here, as I always am with you guys.
A great, classic, well written script should be like a great sexual experience… Slicker than your average. Every avenue explored, a great intro, main body and a grand finale – after a few twists and turns…You should want a sequel; but should be sooo ultimately worn out with satisfaction by the end, that you should need a hot minute/hour/day before any Part 2… It should be done as if there will be no other future chapters. Period!
Just saying. Just putting that out there for the movie producers of today.

…Any who…

Time for some pics me thinks?

Mannequin’s Montrose

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This guy be BAD ASS! This guy be FIERCE! As much as I adore Kim Catrall in Mannequin, Hollywood Montrose stole the show for me with his seriously phat outfit combos. This is an Ode to him… Forever a funky Shade and over-sized polyester Blazer. Yes for you Montrose! Bitches be killin’ it with the side-flip Jerry Curl also. I thought I’d showcase my amazing new Spitfire Shades for this ode. The Fluro pink Blazer tells a story all on its own. I can imagine the Mannequin Wardrobe Team would have adored these striped River Island pants too.

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I didn’t want to do a cliche ode to BeetleJuice. Its not halloween, and its not fancy dress. However, when it is Halloween I will be in a cliche BeetleJuice fancy dress. Obviously.

To avoid doing this prematurely, I switched the formal 3-piece suit, for a Bodycon Dress and Blazer, clashed the stripes with some micro dogtooth and added a cat-eared Bowler to compensate for the Tie. Its a bit Clockwork Orange, but thats what I kinda like about it. Stripes dominate my wardrobe and have done so for many years, so whenever it becomes trendy again, fashion-wise, I tend to mix it up more. Oh and this h&m dress is deliberately worn back-to-front, because h&m must have got the label stitch wrong and because I’m not a hoochy-mama wearing an exposed zip down my front. Tut.

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Keep your Jeeper Creepers peeled for the final installment of the One-Flick Trilogy,

Laters,

La Minx

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Hey Dudes

So it’s been a long time; I shouldn’t have left you.. Without a dope beat to step to….
I know; the consistency of this blog really hasn’t been up to scratch.. Neither has the consistency of my life; I’ve been ‘Under The Bridge’, on a ‘Roller Coaster Of Love’ I now have ‘Scar Tissue’ and decided to ‘Give It Away’ here and there…
For all you Red Hot Chilli Peppers’ fans out there – big shout out to you homies!
I recently saw a guy that reminds me of the main squeeze from the band; a superhuman cross between Antony Keidis (when he was sexy and had long tresses) and Taboo from B.E.P (when he also believed in the Samson philosophy) as if they got together, sans-uterus, and made a perfect long-haired love child. I saw this example of perfection at a dance show; dancing (with the most amount of core control.. like EVER) to an XXYYXX track; all side-lit, smoke effect, black attire…808 and Synths kinda suave… *whimpers*
Anyway, I won’t go on about that for much longer – but i will say this; if you ladies were there you too wouldn’t ever feel the same about that XXYYXX song again, you too would have the track ‘About You’ on repeat in the iDock with the hybrid dude in questions’ image as your wallpaper/screensaver – all zoomed in and shit. Trust me. I know that’s a little crazy.. The things we do in the comforts of our bedrooms?… Okay the things I do in the comfort of my bedroom.. Makes me glad the Truman show is not really a reality (see what I did there?) I sure am glad that I do not have hidden cameras in my home, and that I’m not apart of a freaky-fly-on-the-wall documentary. Well as far as I know I’m not…*looks around frantically*.

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So I thought I’d overload you guys with some film references. I’m a retro cult classic kinda gal; I find a lot of my tastes in clothing have derived from nostalgic film memories.. They are usually from the 80s and 90s but can go as far back as the 50s era.. I’m not a person that can watch current movies’ more than once, I seriously have a one-flick-tolerance with anything post 1998… But classics? Oh shit; burnt out the tape in the VHS from the sheer amount of replays of;
The Demolitian Man
Death Becomes Her
Mannequin
BeetleJuice
Splash
Hair Spray

Pretty Woman
Dirty Dancing
House Party
Little shop of Horrors
Feris Bulers Day Out
Coming to America
Police Academy
See no Evil Hear no Evil
Edward Scissorhands
Bebe’s Kids
ShowGirls

Oh I need to stop there. The list is endless; well that’s not true, I’m not a movie whore, only some movies make the final cut (did it again..)
This week; I pulled out my Underground Creepers and new Bitching and Junkfood Dungarees for a tribute to Wesley in The Demolition Man. I had to toss a bit of lace on it for a bit off sass…and the heavy duty Borg-Leather? Oh that baby is a Vintage number from California..

The Demolition Man

Demolition Close
Demolition Outfit 1

Demolition 2

Demolition Outfit 2

Demolition Outfit 4

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Death Becomes Her

Now I would have loved loved loved to have been confident enough to pull this cage-body chain off with only a bra underneath.. But I’m not quite ready for that yet. Instead, I chucked it over this dry, boxy Topshop number; the split and the grey marl colour saved this dress from being awful. Putting statement bling on a plain t-shirt dress = winning!
This is a tribute to the effortlessly sexy lady in Death Becomes Her.. Damn..she was hot.
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Death Becomes Her 1

Death Becomes Her 2

Death Becomes Her 4

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House Party was a seriously Dope film… Dope for music; a nice introduction to New Jack Swing. Dope for Dance; had me up in my Living Room doing all of the routines. Dope for fashion; I wasn’t a cool kid way back then, I destroyed most family photos of me in shit cardigans and shell suits… but now, I love everything uncool that my parents put me in… I love it so much that I practically bought back everything I once put into the clothes bank. Not because Rhianna has made it cool again; just because, in the last five years, I’ve grown to appreciate the generous cuts, crazy graphics and shit materials everything back then was processed in. Found this wonderful Italian Angora Cardigan in a nice little Vintage shop up my road, haggled the price down and have been grinning like a Cheshire Cat ever since.

House Party

HouseParty 1

HouseParty Outfit 2

HouseParty 3

House Party 4

Tribute to Baby….

Last up for this post is a number I pinched from my ex’s mothers wardrobe…Vintage, madonna cones and baby coral? Had to be mine… I’ve owned it for over a year but whip it out when I can! She is a real cutie… In reference to Baby in Dirty Dancing… Perfect for spring, worn with boots, sandals or dressy shoes, I’ve gone for geek-sweet socks-and-shoe combo…Always adored a ruffly sock or two (well a pair, preferably a matching pair). I used to get all inappropriately aroused at the dance studio bit….You know the bit I mean.

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So I used to strut around my room, trying to copy the sexy moves, all touching up my body and flicking my hair, until my dad barged in asking if I wanted a cup of warmed milk…He just stood there, looking really hacked off, and a little disturbed. I was eleven. Hey, I’m sure the classification was wrong? I blame the BBFC. Now that I’m all grown up, I still dance like a hooker to the same bit, minus dads’ presence, but still with the addition of a cup of warm milk of course…

Dirty Dancing
Baby Outfit 2

Baby Outfit

Baby Outfit 3

Baby Outfit 4

Baby Outfit 5

  • Denim Levis Jacket, Levis
  • Baby Doll Cortchet Dress, Vintage
  • Earrings, Accessorize
  • Tights, Marks & Spencers
  • Socks,Topshop
  • Palest Purple Nail Colour, Superdry
  • Suede Shoes, OFFICE

I’m so looking forward to continuing this cult film ode in my next few posts.. I’ve already got some of the outfits laid out waiting to shoot!

Keep your eyes peeled homies…

Until then,
La Minx
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Brrrrrrrr…. Its too darn cold…

Hey Bloggettes! Having fun in the snow?

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Was it wrong for me to have stood inappropriately and unashamedly close, to an extraordinarily tall and wide man, using him as a windshield whilst we waited in the cold blustering wind and rain?

What if I told you that we were waiting almost twenty minutes for public transport to arrive? What if I told you I had lost my umbrella that night?

Still wrong, huh?

Fair enough…
It was as cold as the high mountains of Russia that night; my fingers, toes and frost bitten nose, feeling as if they were about to snap clean off. Snow was definitely on the horizon…
Funnily enough, My hubby was back home from Russia for Christmas, just in time for the UK cold snap! He travels afar and wide for work. I also travel for work, but nowhere half as glamorous as some of his business destinations. Instead, I am summond to places such as Grimsby, a fairly underwhelming location in comparison to the romance of St.. Petersburg… Sorry if you are from, or reside in Grimsby, I’m just putting it out there that it’s pretty darn grim.
A while back, I got a little silver fox, faux fur Cossack Hat, from a quirky vintage shop that goes by the name of “Strut”. Strut is a quaint little store, housed in a place called “Stokie”. Strut’s not as common as Beyond Retro and not as pricey as Rokit – I am still dubious about vintage shopping in London, as few items are true vintage, and most items are overpriced for what they actually are. A lot of people my age are buying into the vintage “look”, just buying shit because it’s old and because it’s “in”, rather than buying pieces because of the love or nostalgia of the eras they are from, or because of the aesthetic quality of the material and style, which is significant to and synonymous with that era. I’ve witnessed girls get duped into buying random, awful and cheap shit that’s blatantly from a stall in a local market, but hung on a cute little hanger with a vintage label…. These unsavvy shoppers are buying things because they want to look “different” but end up being typecast mini Allexa Chung’s…all cut off denim hot pants and top knot buns, Peter Pan collars, granny cardigans, Doctor Martens, Satchel-bag-wearing look-a-likes; and don’t look different from any other random at all. You see, there’s nothing wrong with following trends and seeking “inspo” from blogs, magazines, mannequins and celebs… What’s wrong is claiming to be “different”, “quirky” and buying just about any tat because it’s apparently “vintage”.

Buy because you love, and because you want, maybe even because you need – not because you’d love and want to become, or look like someone else!

Now, back to this amazing Cossack Hat…
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Cossack Hat, Vintage
Gloves, Accessorize
Coat, River Island
Lipstick, “Diva”, MAC

I got this a year ago but never really wore it out until October 2012. Like many things, it was purchased before it came into fashion. I got it because I loved it, and because I’ve always loved Cruella De Vil; and the Russian Princess Anastasia! Most of my style inspirations derive from the strangest places… but most of all that strange place is my childlike brain and wayward nostalgia!

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All I need now is a furry muff – take your minds out of the gutter people!

Laters,

La Minx
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