Fell into the Gap

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Some of you have already been Tweeting me about it and have asked me for a succinct explanation.  This post is also one for the family who do check the blog from time to time to make sure that I'm still alive.  Seeing as I've also seen my printed self up in some of the stores and on the streets too, it seems a bit odd not to acknolwedge it here.  So here goes.  I'm not sure what is the correct protocol for announcing things such as…

"Hey err… so I'm in the Gap's Holiday campaign!"

Oh right.  That wasn't so bad.  Not that I have anything to hide but it was always going to be a pleasantly bizarre announcement to make, rounding off what has been a funny old year for Style Bubble and for myself.   

Actually, my parents reacted with complete nonchalance, not because they don't know what the Gap is but because in their eyes, it really is a "And so what?  Did David Cameron call to congratulate you?  Did The Times want to speak to you?"  Things like Prime Ministers or anything to do with the government and The Times rank highly in their books.  

Therefore I'm going to follow their lead and decidedly not be all squealy about it and you, as readers are also free NOT to do the coo-ing "Oh Congratulations!" thing.  Instead, I'm just going to be genuinely grateful and that needs no jumpy excitement at all.  In all honesty, all I did was accept the ludicrously good offer of

a) being shot by Craig McDean

b) being styled by Karl Templer

c) being in a wholesome Gap Holiday campaign whilst being an unwholesome Brit who isn't really conventionally attractive in the way that I think all Gap ads seem to convey (that's not self deprecation btw – merely truthful observation)

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d) having Gap donate $10,000 on my behalf to my charity of choice.

The Gap Want campaign is also donating a $1 to all the collective charities for every Facebook Like on their campaign app page where you'll find me spinning lines such as "Style is like the wrapping paper of my life". 

I willingly entered into cheesy territory that was marked by lines like the one above, a dose of airbrushing as well as the fake snow blown at me in the middle of a heat wave in New York.  It's pleasingly cheesy though given that it is a holiday campaign, a concept that is probably better done in the US than it is here and admittedly there is a lot of giving, wanting and general goodwill that has no place to go other than slightly cheesy ville.  My chosen charity was Shelter England and yes I am going to feel like the rejuvenated and made-over Ebenezer Scrooge for a good chunk of time yet because I've done this bit of philanthropy.  I have some lengthy reasons for why I chose Shelter but the important thing is that I've already had word that the money is being put to good use.

For now… I'm even going to heed my *ahem* words of "Play down the crazy, dial up the cosy*…" and wrap up in the warmth of giving, sharing, wanting… and err… more giving.

*Sorry I'm never going to be able to spell it with 'z'.

Susie

Sunspel for Me

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I'm one of THOSE species now – thinking ahead to what seasonal veg I should be cooking with for dinner when the other half comes home and buying him basic tees when I think his white ones are looking a bit tired and not 100% whitey-white.  Pass the sick bucket if you please. 

I promise there is some sartorial pleasure to be had though from this gross domestication process.  It might be a trickle of influence streaming from Steve's blog or that I've seen such a glut of fashion that somehow appreciating things such as a basic white t-shirt is all of a sudden, a magical delight.  When I popped into Opening Ceremony last week whilst in New York, in amongst all the cool brands that were there, I got most excited about a grey jersey t-shirt by Japanese label Filmelange.  In London, it's Sunspel that's currently winning the basics/undies stake.  Redchurch Street is becoming domestic goddess haven for me.  I might come out of the Tea Biscuit building having been in a meeting, feeling accomplished and then decide that I can retreat into homey mode by popping into Caravan and looking at Chandelier drops, buying a nice loaf of bread and homemade jam at Albion and then going into Sunspel for some bright whites that of course Steve needs to go under his shirts.  Where's that bucket again?

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Sunspel is probably best known for two things really… Nick Kamen stripping down to some Sunspel boxer shorts in a 1985 Levi's ad and Daniel Craig wearing a Sunspel tee in Casino Royale.  The actual pedigree of Sunspel is a bit more weighty than macho manly icons though.  Sunspel started off as Thomas A Hill Ltd. in 1860 and later became Sunspel and is now based in Long Eaton in Derbyshire where everything is still made.  The cotton and cashmere blends dubbed Q14, 74, 82 and 00 are part of Sunspel's trademark in creating long-lasting tees, polo shirts and men's undies.  The more relevant part of all of this blurb though is that menswear and now womenswear designer J.W. Anderson was recently appointed creative director and has now broadened Sunspel to include womenswear for S/S 11. 

Ah.  The Redchurch Street habitual doting girlfriend shopping jaunt gets slightly more exciting and self-serving.  I will soon be able to procure myself some striped tees and vests, elasticated crop tops and boxer skirts for myself to lounge around home in or leave the house safe in the knowledge that I have a breathable fabric foundation on beneath all my layers.  I don't really have a set routine for buying my own basics, veering between Uniqlo and COS for certain things but Sunspel adds a slightly different offering that might also nicely eradicate the need to visit American Apparel (if they should disappear in a 'poof' of defaulted loan payments…).  Is this in general going to make aesthetician's eyes pop out?  Perhaps not.  Take it as a sign of the times that I'm getting happy over a cotton t-shirt and elasticated boxer skirt. 

That said, there was a particularly amazing cotton loose onesie that I saw at the Sunspel S/S 11 rail during press days that hasn't made it into the lookbook here.  I'm sure J.W. Anderson will be finding some ways of opening Sunspel up to slightly more adventurous roads. 

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