Friday, December 28, 2012

animal nitrate

or: how you want to dress when you've only been working in the pub/drinking wine at home/listening to all of the sweaty-fringed 90s britpop bands.

The shirt was a present from BFF, what a queen.

I am running away to for a wee sojourn to Brighton with the boy in a couple of weeks, wheyyy. If anyone has any good bar/club/cinema/charity shop recommendations, please let me know!

bad photocopy

Monday, December 17, 2012

heart-shaped box

disposable camera
Guatemalan purse
battered passport
Aberdeen keys
London keys
writing utensils
Crabtree & Evelyn hand cream
TRI-Peptox lip plumper
cracker clip-on moustache
stolen lighters
Tate Collective Oyster & rail card holder
The Bostonians - Henry James
Liberty silk scarf
Topshop black sparkly nail varnish
sharpener shaped like a star
tobacco tin, covered with a Splashh sticker
Quality Street

What's lurking in yours?

Sunday, December 9, 2012

cattle and cane

Sometimes I really wish that instead of living in a rickety flat with 3 drunk boys (who shed pizza boxes and beer cans like old skin cells), wearing cigarette-burned clothes that old men probably died in and living on crisps, I could be a proper snazzy blogger fashion girl who can walk in heels and pull off sequins and wears hats on the reg. Maybe then I'd have a better chance of being invited to stuff like Chanel's absolutely batshit mental Métiers d'Art 2013 show, WHICH I CANNOT GET OVER AND NOR DO I WANT TO. Set in a misty ruined Scottish castle. Featuring sporrans and feathers ago-go and that actually-kind-of-horrible Coco suit weave that seems to be reserved exclusively for terrifying rich old bitches and my girl Patsy, ramped up to 11 and Lady Macbethed to shit. ALL THE GOOD STUFF, ALL THE TIME.

all from &

You kind of have to respect a man who finds it necessary to create a Tudor-inspired couture bridal gown in 2012. I feel like Karl Lagerfeld is the Marie Antoinette of our time.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Frida Forever

Yesterday I took some time off from my busy schedule of napping, eating and pretending to read in order to pop to my second-favourite Aberdeen charity shop. It's amazing, they have a 50% sale ALL THE TIME, like DFS but with old curtains and Hawaiian shirts. Anyway, I got a cashmere-wool-and-tartan-and-fur coat for £7.50 (which my buddy Diana has named 'Swagrid', cheerz gurl), and  vintage Jaeger jacket for £4. (And a plastic leopard print bag and a Beryl The Peril badge, because I'm a Gen-Y woman-child.)

I also received  a late birthday present from the boy, in the form of THESE BAD BOYS;

So despite being a bit of a no-good slob I'm pretty much set for life at this point.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

soggy clothes and breezeblocks

Double tartan = Autumnal feelings abound!

skirt, t-shirt, scarf and shirt - all charity shop
Also I am meant to interviewing Willy Mason this weekend but I'm really scared it's going to fall through agrghhldsmvnchhbjka

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

and stop saying "okay" all the time, okay?

I have spent today drinking all of the tea in the world, watching Léon: The Professional, thinking about how much I want Mathilda's threadz, and thinking about doing all the things I need to do but not doing the things I am thinking about doing that I need to do.

What about you?

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Heather my love, there's a new sheriff in town

I am Hallowe'ened out.

Last weekend I went home to London for a Titanic-themed boat party on Battersea barge, where I was a dead mermaid;

Then this weekend back in Scotland I went to a party as the indubitable Veronica Sawyer, from Heathers.

And obviously no-one got who the hell I was meant to be, but it made me happy anyway, because HELLO who doesn't wish they were Winona c.1989?

So what/who were you this year? Please send me links to your Hallowe'en outfit pictures!

Monday, October 29, 2012

splashh interview

pretending I'm in a band/being shoegaze-y as fuck
So the other week I was lucky enough to interview Sasha and Toto from Splashh, who played an excellent show at The Tunnels with Swim Deep and Spector. They also happen to make the kind of dreamy summery tunes that distract fairly well from this wash-out misery weather. Here it is!

Firstly, how did you meet? You live in London, right?
Toto: yeah, but I’m Australian originally, and Sasha’s from New Zealand. We met in London two years ago and then ended up hanging out back home in Australia for Christmas, had a crazy party at mine on New Year’s and he started talking about coming back to London. In February he did, and we started writing songs!

When did the other guys join?
Sasha: we booked a show for March, and still didn’t have a band together the week beforehand! Beale [bass] was around anyway and we flew Jacob [drums] over from home – he had to quit his job and his other band, and then 2 days later he was playing with us at our first show. It’s been a bit of a wild ride to be honest.

Would you say that where you’re from influences your sound?
T: Yeah I guess so; especially coming off the back of a summer holiday, we were just in that kind of mindset. Still just vibing out, thinking about the beach! [laughs] But the writing is getting a little bit heavier – we’ll have to cut London out and go back to Australia for a couple of weeks to get the sunny vibes back. I just want to live a constant summer, doing all the festivals!

So what are you doing later this year?
S: we’re doing this tour with Swim Deep and Spector, and a few regional tour dates, then we’re playing our first proper headline show in London on the 3rd December at the 100 Club. And between all this stuff we’re writing and recording our album – Our single, Vacation, comes out on 5th November, and the album should be out early next year sometime.

Have you met any cool famous people yet?
S: we met Bobby Gillespie. And also, Marky Ramone. Oh and Jacob and I met Katy Perry as well, she was at a house party after a show we’d played. Toto didn’t make it though.
T: I missed out, man.

So do you have any obsessive fans? That always seems like fun. Signed any cleavage?
T: No, not really! We have quite a young crowd, we had to sign a skateboard the other day, but that’s as far as it’s gone. Apparently there was someone waiting for us outside earlier tonight, but I didn’t see them. No crazy stalkers just yet. Maybe one day there will be Splashhmania, with all our fans running down the street!

What are your lyrics mostly preoccupied with?
T: It’s usually about girls!
S: yeah or memories, quite personal stuff. We’re getting better at the lyrics, trying to not just write a whole album full of songs about girls! For us it’s all about the overall feeling you get from a song. People can take whatever they want from the lyrics, but some words just sound really nice and paint a good mental picture, you know?

What has been your best gig so far?
T: our first headline show, at Birthdays in Dalston, was crazy. It just seemed to work; it was the hottest day of the year, and there was a really good vibe. It was our single launch, Austin over there [from Swim Deep] was crowd-surfing – it was just really hectic and fun.
S: playing with Primal Scream and Kim Gordon from Sonic Youth was amazing too, because we love both those bands. In fact I think I’m wearing a Sonic Youth t-shirt right now! It was a Ray Ban anniversary event at Islington Assembly Hall, in collaboration with Dazed & Confused magazine. That was pretty cool. There was loads of champagne, and we got some free sunglasses! But everywhere we play seems awesome at the moment, because it’s all new to us.

And what are your favourite bands at the moment?
T: Swim Deep, man! [cheers from Swim Deep across the room]. Temples are pretty cool, and obviously Tame Impala – their new album is out of control.
S: at the moment we’ve been listening to The Smashing Pumpkins, Deerhunter, Pixies, and we love a bit of dance music as well – LCD Soundsystem have a great new documentary out at the moment that we just watched called Shut Up And Play The Hits, which was so good. We also love Joey Bada$$, and the Brian Jonestown Massacre are rad.

What are your favourites of your own songs?
T: I like ‘All I Wanna Do’, I think it’s pretty much one of our top tunes. ‘Lost Your Cool’ is good to play live. And the new ones we’ve written, we’re really excited about – I keep coming home drunk and listening to them, which is always fun.

So have you started getting stuff for free yet? Except Ray Bans, obviously.
S: its slowly starting to happen – but you have to be careful, otherwise you end up wearing free clothes for the sake of it. If it’s Levi’s or something I’d wear anyway, that’s cool. But we’d like some luxury brands to come forward! We wouldn’t mind being sponsored by Comme des Garçons.

So I saw that you’re featured in the current issue of Vogue as well, how did that come about?
S: yeah, we got the call like a day or two before! We were called in for 9am and didn’t get shot until 5 or 6pm. So we were just sitting there rinsing the open bar tab. I suppose it was a good experience; it’s a step up from Vice magazine isn’t it?
T: yeah, and the photo was good; my mum really likes it! Definitely one for the parents. It was a feature on ‘Young London’ – it was all actresses, models, and rich people’s daughters who were still in school. Then there was us, sitting there eating all their food and drinking all their alcohol! [laughter] Yeah, i’d love to do it again!

I’m sure you will, boys.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

if we tried to find more pleasant climes

There is nothing better than a classic 'kooky art teacher' jumper  in this terrible weather.

The Rosie and Jim: £10, Bestival Oxfam tent 

the Drunken Cat-Lover Auntie: £15, charity shop, originally Jaeger

All I need is one of these bad boys, copious cups of tea, and Gabriel Bruce's 'Perfect Weather' video on repeat for the rest of my life.

(The horns! The Leonard-Tom-Nick-esque voice! All the sexy bleeding! I have the weirdest boner right now, you guys)

Wednesday, October 10, 2012


I found this great charity shop near my new flat that is only open one day a week but sells AMAZING homeware junk; sometimes, you don't realise how much you needed a pineapple to keep your shit in until you have one.

Next stop: decorative kitten plates.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

it's a cold and pale affair

Went for a gloaming-time stroll with my gorj buddy Timmy yesterday even though we are both currently vile snotty messes and nearly froze to death.

Then we came home and piled under allll the blankets to drink hot mulled wine and eat German biscuits and watch The Girl who Played with Fire, and accidentally cough all over each other's faces. Because what else are you meant to do when it's this cold outside??

Hope the rest of you are wrapping up warm!

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

I CANNOT stop watching this.

Fact: the Knowles sisters are uber-humanoids from the future, who came back to our time to fuck with us.

Monday, October 1, 2012

wildwood days

I've only just discovered Gergely Szatmari, and his superwickedly beautiful & bleak photo series, 'Meadowlands', gives me the mad tingles. I want to move to New Jersey and be a sad Bruce Springsteen song heroine. Or a Soprano.

Thursday, September 27, 2012

pink flamingos

BFF, who is currently in Amsterdam on her year abroad and having a great time eating pancakes and cycling round town pissed on gin, sent me the BEST present everrr in the post on Tuesday;

A Jip & Janneke watch! AMAZING. My mum grew up in Holland, and she used to read me these stories when I was little, and I love them in the same creepy weirdo nostalgic way I love the Moomins. i.e. A LOT. Thanks gurrrrl.

Also yesterday I hit up the Topshop sale to buy these bad boys;

The earrings are HUMONGOUS and have gems for eyes. They make me want to dress up as Divine for Halloween and get my John Waters creep on.

(...Has anyone else started thinking about Halloween, or is it just me?)

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

why yes, it's just the rain, the rain, always the rain

Dear LORD the weather in Aberdeen has turned abysmal. I am giving up on cocktails and dancing, I finally admit defeat - it's too cold to do anything but stay in bed and eat oranges and drink Lemsip and feel sorry for oneself. Last night one of my flatmates and I went out on a labyrinthine journey which lasted an hour and a half and ended in confusion, 10,000 grey streets, drinking in the rain, and meeting a dead cat. I may as well be living in a Neil Gaiman short story at this point.

completely unedited view from my window this afternoon, i.e. dramatic representation of what it's like to live underwater

Sigh. Back to hate-watching Geordie Shore wrapped in my duvet.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012


Just got my snaps back from me and the boy's adventures in the marvellous land of jonge jenever, kroketten and stroopwafel. BFF has just moved there for her year abroad - I now feel it would only be RIGHT that I save up and return as soon as poss. For FRIENDSHIP.