I <3 Chanel

I am absolutely in love with these Chanel two-tone tights, they look amazing and are slimming with their shadow effect. I cannot wait to get my pins into a pair of these lycra lovelies. Having just looked at the Chanel A/W08 I have to say I'm pretty much in love with everything. But here are some of my favourite picks!

Lamb skin gloves with chain detail

Grey emblazoned woolen hat

And of course these beauties !

Check out the website

www.chanel.co.uk 

It's amazing what pops up on simple search engines

I was just looking for a suitable picture for the last post and was totally shocked by what came up when I typed child into google images. WTF can you believe how sick these people are?!? To strip the innocence of a child in such a horribly brain washing, racist, fascist way like this is plain sick and perverted. How dare they! These children have no idea what they are wearing and all the evil it stands for, and will turn into mindless vessels spouting the same hatred as their parents, still not understanding what it means. This is horrific. 

Click this link, it's even worse: www.sandiegohistory.org/journal/2000-2/images/mother.jpg

It backs up everything I just wrote about in the previous post about copy catting our parents. Disgraceful. 

Help I'm Becoming My Mother

Being in my twenties and having just completed my degree it has become more and more apparent over the course of time that today's class society is no different to that of the nineteenth century. There are still complete class divides that we clearly abide by in society. Upon completing my degree I realise that there are some friendships that will not last through the task of everyone going their separate ways with career choices. The unveiling of certain sectors of industries are dominated by different classes and specific types of people. 

Although we may try desperately hard to find what it is that we truly enjoy and are good at, more often than not, it turns out that we follow in the footsteps of our parents. The public school boy is a good example of this, for when we look to the city we can see that the banks are monopolized by this type of person. The bankers of Meryl Lynch, Deutch Bank and ABN Amro are all controlled by the same type of person. As we look to the fashion PR world we can see the same well spoken, well groomed, secretarial school girls calling the shots. Does this make it fair for those who do not fit into this well moneyed background? 

In the run up to graduation it is almost ridiculous the amount of people that start adopting double barreled surnames and speaking oh so terribly well, just so someone will take the time of day to listen to them. Instead of people being ok with the way they are and the way they have been brought up they start reading Tatler and feigning interests in polo and regattas, but for what? - surely people can see through this Venetian glass facade? I myself having been lucky to have had a very privileged upbringing, am the complete opposite to this. I started life off, as any kid should, not having a clue as to my social standing, not knowing my house was large, not thinking that Harvey Nic's was a big deal and not knowing that going horse riding all the time was something that was looked upon as 'posh'. I didn't enter the 'real' world until I was eleven. My parents had always threatened private education upon my brother and I, but had wanted us to experience the real world so had sent us to state. And for this I am truly grateful. Although I have to say had I just gone to private school I wouldn't have faced the taunts of speaking too well and always having good trainers and handbags. (I put that down to taste). But hell who cares I got through it in one piece - just about. I did go through seven years of trying to speak like the other kids, and having to give as good as I got, but it gave me a balanced and less sheltered outlook on life, and make me more aware of how others lived and not just how our family friends lived. 

It is only now that I have fully left the educational system that I feel completely ok with who I am. Yes I enjoy going to polo, and going to balls, and going to regattas and drinking champagne, but I also enjoy going down the pub, drinking Magners, and will give anyone a mouthful if they're out of line  -but that is me. I've been brought up in around horses, spent most weekends on the river, and got taken to rugby matches and festivals by my parents so why wouldn't I like these things? Just as some people enjoy going to football matches as their fathers have been taking them ever since they were little. There is no difference as our parents and families are the ones who shape our influences. That's why it comes as no surprise when we follow in our parent's footsteps, career wise. Yes you don't have to like all the same things as your parents but often you will have a lot in common with them, as you're part of them. 

I find it a shame as I speak to a nine-year-old boy, that he is fully aware that he lives in a large house, and babbles on about his family's farm where they have twelve acres, tennis courts, a swimming pool, a golf course - or whatever else it is that makes this farm sound more like Centre Parks. No kid should be aware of these things at that young age. They, like me should just be happy and oblivious and think that that is normal. Yes they should be aware that they are lucky, but it shouldn't be used as a way to set yourself above other people. Your parents working hard is not an excuse to show off, because you my friend are not the one who's sweated blood and tears to get it. 

Stardom For Saffron

Saffron Burrows has to be one of Britain's most under-rated actresses. The brunette beauty has had starring roles in  blockbuster films; The Bank Job, Deep Blue Sea and Troy, yet seems to still be fairly unknown. She's stunning, versatile and talented, yet why has she no awards, and why do we not see more of her in magazines? Does she shy away from the limelight or has she just got a poor PR. 

It took a long time for fellow Brit, Thandie Newton to reach the stardom she has, even after she had a lead role in Mission Impossible 2, but after Crash and The Pursuit of Happiness she has become a well recognised public figure. What concerns me is that Saffron Burrows has been at it now for many, many years, yet does not have super stardom. She's far more beautiful and talented than Julia Roberts, so why doesn't she have mass recognition. Why is it that it takes so much longer for British Actresses to reach a decent level.  I find it frustrating when weaker actresses such as Sienna Miller are more known, yet don't warrant the attention. However I suppose she is more famous for love life than her talents.  The only person that I haven't seen struggle, and I have known this girl since she was 11 is Keira Knightley. As soon as she did The Hole when we were at school she just kept propelling towards bigger and better roles. And this, I know, is down to clever management. I just wish someone would help Saffron out, she deserves to be a mega star. 

Check out her filmography

www.imdb.com/name/nm0004787/

Be Careful Gok!

With the mass popularity of shows such as Sex and the City, and DIY Gok shows such as fashion fix, is fashion becoming too accessible? I fear tis the case. 

Having studied fashion for my degree, and dabbled in dress making, and always having had a keen interest in art and always contextualising trends, I find it massively important that  people understand what they are wearing. I find that magazines are obsessed with copy cat ideas, and Gok Wan, as much of a genius he is, is ruining fashion for those of us who truly adore it. I mean has no one learned that the more accessible you make a trend the quicker it's over. I mean lets be honest...will Burberry ever recover? 

Gok's Fashion Fix is slowly demeaning couture by adapting high street dresses to emulate a high fashion image. We've already began to see this with Dolce & Gabbana Spring Summer 08 when they turned ready-to-wear into couture but I mean come on! Must we ruin art. The high fashion world is being made a mockery of at the moment, and Gok's Fashion Fix is the ring leader. I mean to let someone as uncouth as Alexa Chung in t he presence of Lagerfeld and Lacroix is just insane. And the worst part is that she doesn't even appreciate who she is speaking to. I mean how on earth can you even consider asking these legends how much a couture gown would set you back. If you have to ask you can't afford it, and it's so insulting to try and put a price on art like that. 

I do think that it is good that the media are trying to educate the masses in how to dress well, but showing them the frivolous tricks of a stylist, that have taken a lifetime to master could result in some crazy dress ruining coming to a high street near you. 

Show me a good loser and I'll show you a loser

Having just seen the final of Britain's Missing Top Model, I was appalled at the reaction wheelchair bound Sophie had when she wasn't chosen. Throughout the whole of the competition she has been very outspoken and thought that she was the most worthy of the modeling contract. But the fact of the matter is that Kelly was just better for the job. After all it was a modeling competition. And at no point did she have model looks. 

Why you would enter a competition when you can't stand the thought of losing then you're clearly not cut out for modeling. In order to be a model you have to be thick skinned all the time. You're always going to go to castings and get rejected because you're never going to get every job you go for. Even Super Models aren't always the right look for every shoot. 

The fact that this girl had banged on the whole time about how there should be a disabled role model in the fashion industry really made it shockingly bad when she acted like a spoilt brat throwing a tantrum. It was so unprofessional and didn't set a good example to anyone who has been watching the show and may have started looking up to her. I am really, really disappointed in her inability to be happy for Kelly, and how she had nothing positive to say at all. I feel it's a massive let down for the show and the purpose of the show and now I'm really, thoroughly glad she didn't win. 

Female on Male Crime

Magazines, blogs, conversations and chatshows are constantly filled with male hatred. But what I don't understand is why society has developed such a male hating habit. Why is it that women seem to be obsessed with slagging men off. All you ever hear is how some guy is an idiot, why do men do these things, typical man, stupid boys, men are stupid, only a man could do that. I mean why is it that we as women have the right to judge them all the time. I myself get angry at the typical woman who does this. What seems to make it completely unfair is that I never really hear men speak about women in the same way, and men certainly don't blame women for everything. Maybe I'm fortunate enough to not know any sexist men, but to be honest I just don't hear men speaking badly about women all the time or getting angry about them for being of the opposite sex.

I don't know if my views are blurred, I suppose I was brought up in a traditionalist way of my father being the bread winner and my mother being a home maker, so it's fair to say that I don't mind that women stick to a somewhat "traditional" role. But either way I wouldn't judge someone for wanting a career over being a wife and mother or for balancing the both. But I will judge those who feel the need to condemn the whole of the male species. It's an uneducated and unpresidented response that women use when they can't accurately depict why someone has annoyed them. It's as wrong as being racist or fattist - either way it's a completely generalised response. What I think has led to this is the mear fact that if men were to speak about women in the same way all the time, there would be outrage, and feminist protests, so why do we think we can get away with it?

The most sexist thing I ever really hear coming from a man is usually in some sort of traffic situation when they will come out with 'bloody women drivers' however I myself have come out with that response at times. Because it's true, there are some mistakes on the roads that women make that are very typical. Maybe I drive like a boy -who knows. But I would only ever say it in jest anyway. Women seem to be obsessed with condemning men, from everything from cooking to relationships, bathroom habits to drinking. It is beyond me why women have to write off all men just because one may end a relationship with her, because maybe he changed his mind. They are human beings like us and are allowed to do so if they choose.

It is evident that today's society has gone feminism mad. With women taking over board rooms and earning massive salaries it has thrown off the old hunter gatherers, however if men are willing to let us in, don't you think we should give them a break once in a while and ease up on the man-bashing?

The Invisable Line

What an awesome weekend. First of all we attended the annual Polo Club ball which was fantastic. Everyone had a brilliant time and the food was amazing. It was the first year that we hadn't had any parents in tow so we could really let our hair down, and that we certaintly did.
Everyone looked fantastic and the Marqee was superbly decorated. The bumper cars were great fun as usual and many enjoyed the vodka luge.

Saturday felt like death though, seeing as we had consumed just about every drink imaginable. From champagne to white wine, red wine, vodka, and gin, it's a fair assumption I felt awful. So we thought we best go back to the club to check out the damage. Everyone informed us that we had been out of our trees drunk, we posed with the reminants of the vodka luge, and then after I wolfed down a much needed cheese burger, we watched a match and then I walked along the river to meet some friends. Not taking the fact that I was edging along at quite a pace towards liver failure, I was presented with a bottle of wine, which then turned into a couple of ciders. Then popped into an engagement party and then onwards to meet a friend and drink half a bottle of vodka. Wasted...just a tad.

I got my usual lecture from my friend about how I was being lazy, going out too much and how I should be using my talents and getting a job. Alright for some when they're fully employed and are not a poor graduate of 2008 heavily affected by the recession I thought. Alas once she had finished her monthly tyrade of sort your life out it was onto the dance floor. By this point I should mention I'd had to sit down and down pints of water due to the only thing in my stomach being the cheese burger I'd consumed twelve hours ago. Once I'd been put on the bus home I managed to annoy my brother by falling asleep in his office...of course, a great follow up to last saturday when I'd crashed out on his bed, not realising it wasn't my room anymore.

Sunday came and the hangover was immense, once again and this time I couldn't avoid it by drinking through it as I was the designated driver. So popped the pro-plus, nurofen and drank lots of evian, made myself look reasonably good and off we went to Guards to the Cartier International. So not the day to be sitting out in 30 C with no shade when you're already dehydrated. There were of course the pikeys who were dressed for Ascott and in wedding attire, which are always fun to observe, and there were of course a never ending stream of striped shirt Harry's. But all in all it was a good day. Best comment of the day came from a family friend who was in the members stand and was disgusted by the lager louts that were stood near them. 'Oh we do 'em all every year, we go Henley and Car'ier'. Not really the type that members are used to - but hilarious nonetheless. I don't know why it is of late that people such as Jade Goody are feigning an interest in Polo - it is most peculiar.

To Medicate or not to Medicate

That is the question. As I sit at my desk waisting time before I leave for home I surf the net looking up random medical conditions, as I often do to quench my thirst for knowledge on all subjects. As I've gotten older I have started to notice changes in behaviour, in terms of a million ideas a minute, changing my life plan every day, and often saying inappropriate things without thinking first.

I'd always noticed these qualities in other family members, like the constant pacing, constant talking about oneself, and dominating the room, but I always put it down to a family trait and that we were all just very strong personalities. Now as I surf the net looking for answers for why I can't seem to stick to one plan, or why I can be overly emotional at times, or why the thought of listening to someone dribble on about something in a round-the-houses way, sends me west - I stumble across this

http://www.nacronline.com/dox/library/add_char.shtml

and realise that a lot of the symptoms sound very much like myself. But do you know what, I'm very dubious about the condition ADHD and quite frankly I'd rather be my overly talketive, hyper active self than a medicated vegetable. So upon reflection, for now, as I will no doubt change my mind by tomorrow, or even this evening - I'm not going to do anything about it, because it is me! And I wouldn't change that for any amount of prescription drugs.

Stab in the Back for London's People

That the BBC website have published images of the 21 teenagers that have all been killed in London since Jauary 2008. All these deaths have been caused by gang and street violence. I find it awful that 90 % of the victims of these awful crimes have all been from ethnic minorities, and I worry about the message that the BBC have given out by publicising their pictures and names. I worry for the ignorant people who will take one look at this feature and only see one thing, a brown face, an ethnic name and knife crime. It is this sort of association that needs to be tackled.

The press is forever filled with reports of terrorism, murder, assaults, gun crime and very often seem to feature ethnic minorities as being the culprits. I find this unfair as thousands of crimes are committed every day in this country and only a handful are picked up by the press. This is the same in the case of the exposure that the Madeline McCann case got when she went missing. The fact is that thousands of children go missing every single day, and their parents too, go through the same motions of loss, despair and grief, yet these cases are very rarely made so public. At the same time of the McCann dissappearance a number of children went missing and a few of them were from ethnic backgrounds, yet do we know their names?

I feel that the press have a responsibility, as reporters, to thoroughly research what is going on when cases like this occur. It is unfortunate for the knife and street crime report that it did happen in London, which is, as a Capital city very cosmopolitan. But I feel it would be better that they include some sort of side bar at least to give some demographic information. Just so ignorant people do not jump to conclusions, as these sorts of subliminal features lead to more and more discordence in society and eventually produce more hate crimes.

Something seriously does need to be addressed with regard to the massive increase in gang violence in cities, as this was not an issue in my teenage years. And at the age of 22, to have seen this happen in the mere space of a decade is devastating and makes you seriously worried for what the future holds. The increase in gang culture is synonymous with the Americanisation of the UK that is occurring. A balance of the UK's identity, moral stance, and responsibility to youths education needs to be struck. With the arrival of digital tv our households have become pumped full of more and more american television. This only used to be the case for those of us with cable and digital, but for analogue users it was not nearly on the same level. I remember my mother always moaning about the amount of American television that my brother and I watched, and I never understood why. But now I certainly do.

Could Blaire have possibly have done more to bring this country crashing down into a crime riddled and recession bound entity?

Click this link to see the feature http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7510901.stm

Like a ton of bricks

As I sit at my desk moaning to friends through facebook that some guy hasn't text me back I have a message pop up in my inbox that a friend of the family is fighting for his life in hospital. I feel sick and like a ton of bricks it hits me that if he doesn't pull through this he may be severly brain damaged. I'm sending my thoughts to the family that sit hopelessly waiting for some knews, some glimmer of hope, and go through the various stages of worry, self-reassurance, frustration, despair and hopelessness.

Bleeding on the brain, is the awful occurance that has struck this doting husband and father. I can not even entertain the thought of all the viscious rows I've had with my father whilst this is going on. It just shows that you never know what could happen. Even if he lives he may never be the same again. But let us hope that he will make a full recovery. And learn the valuable lesson to always try and keep the peace with our loved ones. As they are the most important people in our lives.