90s are the new 80s

I apologise for the late posting but Valentines did call and all that. These are from our excursion back to the 1990s on Saturday night. Bobbles, glitter, tye dye and tape decks yum! We listened to b-witched and reminisced about blow up back packs and dance routines, a truly brilliant night. It was slightly ruined by me deciding to faceplant the floor, but if you're going to fall do it fabulously in gold platforms.

Born Ed's way

Thanks GaGa at £20 a metre i am now going to have to completely re-design and re buy new fabric just to avoiding people assuming i have copied you and uttering the worst phrase a fashion student can hear 'oh babes i love it, so GAGA' FUCK OFF it is so me i was doing this weeks before your Grammy's performance! 

I don't speak german but i can if you like...

From Russia with Luxe

Just a quick update for fun! as Lally seems to have lost the ability to blog recently... all tho her last a gem. So i met my russian friend Natalia for drinks in Chelsea the other day which was lovely, we met joe there and drank the night away. Supposed to be a very drinks with friends as always with natalia turned into mayfair guestlist clubbing. Well why not, Luxe is not my fav but better than most.

Also this week i have been playing with ideas for my project, however i just seem to be playing more than creating... ooops...

CLUB KID WANNABE!

Okay so as part of our course research we had to indulge ourselves into a sub culture. Obvious thoughts to look at Punk, Goth, Rockers and Mods flittered through the class room. Fortunately the night before I  had watched Party Monster, the film version of the James St. James's novel Disco Bloodbath,  more of a biographical account of downtown New York in the 1980's. A world filled with glitter and Fabulous creatures creating their own world where the party never ends. Well! this sounds far more up my alley then risking it in a underground grungy heavy metal bar. So what are the key features of a club kid. Well in itself there are none, the theory of no rules applies. 'if you wake up feeling like a troll you should dress like a troll' it is a sub culture of expressionism and exhibitionism. The outfits differ from bricolage extremes to high end catwalk couture! Anyone can be a club kid as by in large it is purely of an evening. The classic concept of what people do with their weekends is up to them. It's about shocking and creating a scene, the confidence to be the character you are playing and promote the positivity and joy for life that comes with it. Originally in New York the scene was set at the club the Limelight. Obviously for this course i could not venture not only over seas, but also back in time as the Limelight was soon shut down due to drug charges. So where would i find my club kids now in this decade in this city of london!
My first port of call was EGG club, not always known for it's club kid atmosphere, however when the night is Panto themed and hosted by Boy George, well one could assume. And one succeeded. The VIP'S and performers of the evening were all dressed to the nines. Whilst the general public would pay to see the freaks amerced in their culture. However the sheer dominance of the club kids creates a sense where you feel awkward and embarrassed to be dressed 'normally'. Fantastic a group the has actually flipped the perspective on a situation whereby the norm is subculture. Well my first attempt at being a club kid did not favour to well, sure i managed to blag free drinks, VIP access, Guest list etc, but my outfit left me in dark with the photographers, well until it came to the dance floor. Club Kid music is a mix of house electro meets old time cheese. 'As long we can dance hardcore its all good!'
So from being at this event the joy of facebook led me to be invited to another event NANCY. Nancy is a club night run across different locations each time, of course a Club Kid would never be seen the same place twice (let alone the same outfit). I have Blogged about this earlier so just scroll down for more info... i wont bore you now.
Again meeting more people another invite here, there and everywhere, it seems the masses of this party's exisit run by independent groups creating places for club kids to be. Shabba daba da, Haute, Nancy, Circus, and regular nights can be found at Punk and Madame JoJo's. However the genius of club kids is that they really can go anywhere, from brick lane to soho to the local pub. The more standard the place the more they stand out and for them the BETTER! Anyway for now i have surely gone on to long. So just to tide you over here are some pictures from some darling nights enjoy....

(Okay this really is just a few, i have tagged/been tagged/uploaded pictures on facebook but with its new crazy system i can't copy them back into my folders! ARRRaaggh when i figure out how this is done... loads more fun!)

The grand tour.

WHAT? you've missed me? oh why thank you. The last week has seen me up to my neck in Rococo, Madame Pompadour and Lyons silk. However, I have decided to take a small break from it to do a little blog catch up.


 So yesterday I went on a school (!) trip to Bath. It was lovely, just how I remembered it. We had a tour of all the sites (they are few and far between ha) and then visited the costume museum to touch some genuine 18th century garms, very exciting. We spent much of the rest of the day eating. Wagamamas, scones, avocado on toast and lashings of tea!
Anyway sadly my camera seems to be on its very last legs so I didn't get very many pictures of our grand tour however, here are a few I did get .
Sorry for the rushed nature of this, I just have too much to do, woe is me and all that.

p.s I apologise for the terrible grammar in this post, I can't write any longer, my mind is numb

I don't mean to be rude but...

Okay first thing is first... i realise this is totally un-east london of me to even consider listening to the new Enrique Iglesias track but as the title is 'tonight i am fucking you' how could i not! This was a man who sang love ballads about being a hero creating videos starring young hollywood elite and to be fair melting hearts over the nation. THIS TRACK DOES NO SUCH THING! the video 'subtly' addresses ideas of sexuality with the young hollywood hookers, creating a more heroin vibe than hero. But alas it is bound to be the joy of all teenage rebels everywhere walking down the high street being so cool listening to songs with swear words in discussing the concept of intercourse as a totally rad experience especially when in the  bathroom of a club which they are not legally able to even enter. YAY! 

A far cry now from Enrique to the Rhythm Factory in whitechapel,  recently getting major press as the new place to be! a visit was in order... we didn't go till three am (don't ask but you know why). It was epic! this friday is free entry so will defo be returning. Upon entry you enter the bar welcomed by classic gina g and michael jackson! first room high voltage drum and bass! 2nd room grimy jungle beats! 

MESSY DIRTY LOVED! 

Also this week i found my new favorite place for a coffee break whilst fabric shopping in Soho. A fab little tea shop just off Berwick street with a huge range of exotic tea and fab cake. A place for the mac book ready, design drawing, socialites. I also found some fabulous skin coloured latex for my project i know right what?? but trust me it will be amaze! This week also saw the first signs of spring. Chilled out on my brothers roof watching the sun go down was just the perfect way to prepare for cocktails in spitafields with Libby.

 Upon reflection this has been a Fabulous week of simple pleasures! THANK YOU LONDON! 

Of course i would have to be ill throughout it all... not so hot. But a comforting visit from darling Sarah Hall and a cheeky take away! oh how dare we! definitely helped xxx

P.S. Nice socks sarahxx