For those who love Alber Elbaz – but are working on a budget – news of Lanvin’s collaboration with H&M was akin to having Christmas arrive a month early.
I include myself very much in this statement.
By self-appointment, Napoleon has become our household Chancellor and is imposing budget cuts with the kind of ruthless zeal unbecoming for even a Conservative-led government.
It can only spell bad things for my wardrobe.
Having long wanted a Louis Vuitton leopard-print Stephen Sprouse scarf, I am beginning to realise that it may be a dream – forever, hopelessly – beyond financial reach.
This Diane von Furstenberg Kenley scarf would make a
poor cousin beautiful substitute, but – having traipsed my well-shod ne’er to be replaced Louboutin heels around London – every store seems to have exhausted their stock.
1. Damn you other ladies with good taste and less slow-off-the-mark organisational skills; and
2. Has anyone seen this scarf – in the grey colourway – on their shopping travels?
The devil is said to reside in detail.
I certainly can’t speak for him – sinner, though I may be – but have always preferred to think that beauty, not ‘ol Beelzebub, is to be found within the sartorial minutiae.
|Street fsn, Stockholm Streetstyle|
Long time no hear!
What must it have been? A year?
I can’t say that I’ve been a good girl since we last corresponded.
I neglect my blog. Sometimes, after a tediously long day at work, I rub my food baby tummy to get a seat on the tube. And, last night, I deliberately stole the duvet from a sleeping Napoleon.
I’m not an awfully good girl.
But surely to lie and pretend otherwise would damn me even more?
I will try to be better and, were you to find the charity to forgive my all-too-many misdemeanors, it would be delightful to find this Yves Saint Laurent ‘Chyc’ handbag beneath the tree on Christmas morning.
Matches have some in stock – with complimentary rooftop parking – and you’ll find their address details here.
Of course, I promise not to use my bag for wicked means such as beating aside other shoppers in the January sales.
P.S: Whilst loathe to resort to blackmail, there’ll be extra mince pies in this for you – and carrots for Rudolf – if you can see me right.
Might I hallucinate…
Or does this quirky Stella McCartney bag look similar to an accordion?
In which event, I think it clever of McCartney to design something both practical and aesthetic.
Well, let’s remember, handbags don’t pay for themselves – and especially not this one, at £1,335 – so expect to see me, and my new accordion friend, busking for pennies on a street near you.