STYLE INDIE

“If we’d tried to sell skirts on these pages six months ago, we would have been laughed out of our jobs. Er, nobody wants a skirt, the fashion pack would have sneered, it’s all dresses, dresses, dresses. But fashion is a fickle beast and what was last season’s best friend is now the metaphorical dog’s dinner. Put bluntly, dresses are O.U.T. and full skirts are firmly back around our hips - or, to be more precise, hanging from our waists, but more of that later.” According to Timesonline, dresses are out and skirts are back in.

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The Cobra Snake spotted this dude at the Digitalism Arcade. Can we please let the Stronger glasses go?  It’s over like Kanye’s mom (oh, too soon).

Joking aside, why is this still around. I get when people try to be ironic by wearing shit that no one else would/should but when so many people imitate it, it’s no longer ironic, it’s just tragic.  If I see another pair of these at another hipster party I will begin throwing stones, cause forunately you can’t see shit out of these things.

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The Jelly Craze that once reeked havoc on unsuspecting teens in the mid 80s is back.  This time the deadly little cheese graters that would render your feet lifeless, blistered and in serious need of a pack of BandAids, have grown up and realized there’s no need to fight, we can finally get along just fine thanks to the genius of one designer who has created a collection of jellies that are stylish, heeled (oh dear) and very feet friendly.

Melissa, an Australian designer who’s had over 25 years to perfect the jelly, has released exclusive jellies for designers like Alexandre Herchovich (which we recently spotted in a Cobble Hill Housing Works, the shoes not the designer), Campana Brothers, Vivienne Westwood, and Sommer.  In addition her own collection is highly coveted and certain pieces in her collection can only be described as works of art.  Why Target hasn’t tapped her for a design collaboration is beyond me (hint, hint Target - GET ON THIS), but you can definitely find her must have jellies online at MelissaAustralia.com.au

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It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single girl in possession of a good fortune must be in want of this season’s hottest accessory. You might think you have already completed your spring / summer wardrobe, having invested in all things nautical, floaty and chaotic, but I urge you to think again. There is a vacuum in that voluminous bag of yours that needs to be filled. Now, step forward the ultimate handbag charm - the meerkat.

Forget chihuahuas and pugs, meerkats are the real deal.

The furry creatures are soon to become the “it” Tinseltown companion. Paris has been spotted parading a meerkat in her customary oversized hand-bag in Melrose, LA, and it is only a matter of time before Lazy Lo, Nicole, Mischa et al follow suit.

Meerkats are no ordinary trophy pets. They require almost excessive attention and should be monitored at all times. As an owner of a particularly adventurous specimen - Rollo the Intrepid, I can speak from experience here. They are very sociable animals and this can get them into trouble.

Their tendency to wander off in search of conversation is notorious - Rollo has only just returned from living it up in the bars and clubs of Cavendish Square, London, over the weekend. I endured sleepless nights - fearing he had been katnapped - while simultaneously feeling secretly impressed by his bravery and spirit.

I will never forget being reunited with my most mischievous of meerkats. I couldn’t wait to return Rollo to his sanctuary (his lookout perch in my bag). Never has a fashion accessory so ironically resembled a symbol of unity and safety.

So, let’s immortalise the meerkat in handbags through the streets of London as well as on the fourth plinth in Trafalgar Square.

Adopt a meerkat at London Zoo, smuggle one into Blighty at Terminal 5 or, if all else fails, emigrate to their homelands of Botswana or South Africa. Your future as a fashionista depends on it…

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I know colored leggings have officially entered our lexicon of acceptable fashion do’s, which is why I love seeing them on the street.  The hat, the open toed sandals and the jacket add to the look, pairing two non-complimentary colors (blue and tan) to take a bland white and tan theme and adding a blast to make it jump.

This street style pict was captured by Stylesightings.

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All right, that’s it: the world has officially gone mad. Not only is there a First Lady in the Elysée Palace who once appeared in a John Galliano show wearing false eyebrows, but sales of home-perm lotions are said to be soaring. Frankly, I’m sceptical about this last announcement, and not just because it emanated from a source not a million miles away from a company that does PR for home-perming kits, but because the nation’s three standard-bearers of haute fashion (Posh, Moss and Cheryl Cole) have so far resisted the Deirdre-from-Coronation-Street-frizz-fright trend. There’s always time, I suppose.

This is nursery-slope insanity, however, compared with recent speculation that Roberto Cavalli is about to loop Amy Winehouse into some kind of financial love-in. Nothing has been signed, you understand, but Cavalli’s spokesperson confirms that he “adores” the singer and that they have been in talks. Even more amazingly, Winehouse’s agent says this isn’t the first time that she has been approached by a fashion company. Admittedly, this is the sort of thing that agents are genetically predisposed to say, even when they are representing someone with the fashion savvy of Jimmy Tarbuck. But judging from the number of press releases we receive on the Times fashion desk, helpfully informing us that Winehouse has been carting her bits and bobs around in such-and-such a bag - with its, ahem, useful expandable compartments - or cushioning her long-suffering toes in so-and-so’s shoes - with handy wipe-down, patent finish - there are plenty of brands keen to cash in on what might charitably be called catastrophe chic. Somehow the fashion industry has got it into its head that what’s really missing from every stylish woman’s life is an accessory that will make her look like someone whose next must-have is an intravenous drip.

Content courtesy of TimesOnline. Read the rest of the article here. 

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Men in Scandinavia are videotaping themselves wearing an insanely, ball crushing, testicular torturing brand of tight (also see painted on) jeans called Mustang Skinlines and putting them up on YouTube. Umm…you’d think a photo would be sufficient, but these fashion exhibitionists feel the need to give you a full 360 degree live-action video tour of just how tight their jeans are, which is tight, as in is there really anything happening between them legs. We hope this trend never reaches middle America or we may have a new crop of muffin tops hitting the streets.

On a more serious note, isn’t this just a bit excessive?  You should be able to let your genitalia hang a bit to prevent damaged cojones, right.  I think the only ones who can make this look work are the boys who don’t have much to work with in the twig and berries department, or those who prefer being infertile to being out of style.

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