Ok, now I am properly eating my words (with mustard and gusto…) because I did go and buy something else in the sales… something quite unexpected…. a Vanessa Bruno top with an attached scarf and gradiated pink fringe.  Unexpected because though I had seen the top online before, it struck me as odd that it was Vanessa Bruno because of the addition of the gradiated fringe, a feature that doesn’t strike you as being very Bruno-esque, and also in the sale it was grossly reduced…from like ¬£300 down to….¬£61?!?  Eh?  (ok, so I had a Liberty 10% off members card and a VAT discount….but still…).  I’m not a mahussive Bruno fan seeing as I can never bear to part with my cash for items that whilst are great quality are a little on the simple side for me.  So an odd piece like this had to come home with me… and transformed into a half an hour play of draping and flinging around and finally into a flash animation…


       

Apologies for the music… mute it if you wish, but I’m breaking my ‘No Autoplay music’ rule to ring in 2009 with one of my favourite tracks of late… "Gifted" by N.A.S.A. feat. Kanye West, Lykke Li and Santogold (unlikely combo?)…promise I’ll switch it off later…probably tomorrow when a lot of us will most likely have a bit of a headache…

Also, had to post this card to embellish this already meda-heavy post…. a very Happy 2009 courtesy of Mishkin and wonderful eyelashes by Fred Butler

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I’m off to wrestle with a wedding gown for tonight’s outfit….results posted tomorrow when I’m hungover and ill… hope everybody has a fantastic New Year’s Eve night whatever you choose to do…

As hard as I tried to push the boyf (I should just calling him Style Salvage Steve seeing as he is a fully fledged blogger…I like boyf better tho…) into buying something obscenely expensive, wrecking havoc on his bank account as he did on mine yesterday… nothing, nada, natch… the age old problem of incorrect sizing, an issue more accute in menswear than womenswear.

Still, I wasn’t about to give up and instead I shoved him onto TheCorner.Com, the menswear portal powered by Yoox.com and ended up surfing every single ‘corner’ of the site and on the way, oohed and aahed over things I’m personally partial too and would seriously consider buying, sizes permitting.  Things like the Raf by Raf Simons grey sweatshirt which I have groped in person is a no-brainer… it’s truly wonderful grey fleecing.  Mens bags by the likes of Pauric Sweeney likewise are preferable to the female counterparts just because there’s less ‘sheeny-shiny bling bling’ about them, thus making them more my kind of bag.  Marc Jacobs’ amusing white scribble shirt could be a funny take on the ‘woman-in-a-mens-white-shirt’.  I find myself taking fancy to the more decorative items that the boyf wouldn’t touch with a bargepole, such as the Ann Demeulemeester floral trousers (still keen on a floral suit…).  Mens shoes by Marsell and Opening Ceremony make me wish I had bigger feet or that they replicated their styles in womens’ sizes.  Finally, Raf Simons has had me touching up his swirly patterened boiled wool blazer for MONTHS now… everytime we’re around a rail of Raf, there I am looking at it and wondering if the sizes come up small enough to wear as a fitted blazer and running my hands over a pattern in the most wonderful texturised boiled wool that makes most eyes blink-twice…

I have firmly instructed the boyf to take my wallet away from me…

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After much confusion and wrangling with GoDaddy.com…I have sorted out a domain.  Alas, it’s not a .com, as some cheeky sod has gone and bought it and is demanding ¬£2,000,000 for me to buy it back.  Eff off…as if I have that kind of money.  So, I’ve got a .co.uk instead… oh well, just in case people didn’t know this was a British style blog.  So, the new address is http://stylebubble.co.uk

You can use it without the www. if you so wish and of course the old address will still work too.

Guess it makes for easier rembering at a soiree when someone blinks and blinks again, asking ‘What exactly is a fashion blog?’ and I then I get flustered and red-faced and have to awkwardly explain myself.  At least I can sound a tad more official with a .co.uk…

"Liar liar pants on fire!"  I cower my head in shame… I SAID I wasn’t doing any sales shopping but then the Christmas money came and the greed was ignited inside of me.  But hear me out and my lame-o excuse… Disneyrollergirl reported that Liberty, my most beloved department store, might be in trouble again, with a possibility of closure.  I tremble in fear at the mere thought so I resolved to myself that if I was going to be splashing out, I’d do it at Liberty as opposed to over-crowded Selfridges – every little helps et all.  Eerily, when the boyf and I did get to Liberty yesterday, it was alarmingly quiet… pleasant… not at all like a sales battleground.  That of course makes for an excellent shopping environment for the slightly agoraphobic boyf and me but of course doesn’t bode well if a 75% sale isn’t drawing big crowds in. 

Still, I got to work and in the lush lush shoe lounge displayed in an old Cadbury’s wooden glass cabinet were these Miu Miu A/W08 sculpted heel sequinned shoes… 50% off down to ¬£229.  A lot of moolah to spend coming from a person who was NOT supposed to be doing the sales.  However after researching a bit, to find that these babies cost EUR389 online and at the current DIRE exchange rate (¬£=‚Ǩ… CRAZY…come to London, my Euro friends and have yourself a bargain…), I feel I made a wise decision snapping them up.  I was going to be wise and put away say ¬£50 a month when I first saw them back in Feb but clearly that never happened (ditto for a pair of Prada wing shoes too…) so this was the last ditch attempt.  Oh, and the boyf did much to encourage me by saying "You will weep if you don’t get them…".  Yes, I would have wept a little.  He is ringing in the death of my bank account… I’m plotting revenge by taking him to Shop at Bluebird today and making him buy something obsene…

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Steve J & Yoni P jacket, Topshop sheer dress, vintage slip, Wolford tights…and a delectable bit of shoe porn…

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