I wouldn't need a million dollars

...I just need someone in the UK to start stocking La Mer Watches. Surfing around on my usual blog trip over breakfast this morning, I came across these pieces of fabulousness over on the The Cut. At $110 (£66), I could just about afford the awesome Grey Multichain watch, pictured below:



However, should funds fail me in my imaginary shopping extravaganza, I would happily settle for the equally lovely Black layered watch with gold studs, at $96 (£58):



Or even a plain version in Gun Metal, a truly bargainous $84 (only £51!). Until they start stocking them in the UK, I have a feeling that I will need to fall upon the mercies of my American friends and beg them to buy one for me.

Hey, you. Nice trailer.

Even though July's not even over yet, I'm already getting excited for March 2010. The reason? Tim Burton's take on Alice in Wonderland:

If I had I would NEED a million dollars

So, my last object of lust may not have been as bank breaking as some others but for today's, I would definitely need many, many more dollars.

Are you ready?



This little beauty from Balmain makes me feel a little funny but in a good way, I hasten to add - it's like the beautiful love child of Balmain and Chanel. The chains! The lambskin! The quilting! Those shoulders! It's almost too much to take in.

But at €8075.00 (£6,943.56 or $11,398 if we're in keeping with the dollar theme), I will have to continue to lust after it from afar. That or start playing the lottery.

Soon, my pet. Soon...

(via Blogue)

In the meantime, I may possibly placate my desire to shop with these cute Marc by Marc Jacobs mouse pumps, currently on sale on brandalley.co.uk for only £79, down from £219.



Be still, my beating heart.

If I had a million dollars...

As a rule of thumb, I generally avoid the sales. Fighting a 15 year old for the last size 8 black dress in Topshop is generally not very dignified and certainly won't help my current bank balance. Nor will it get me any closer to my dreams of a stream lined wardrobe. Guides always advise having a list of items to look for and constantly reassertions of remaining focused but funny things can happen to a girl when presented with row upon row of alleged bargains and before you know it, you've bought a lime green lycra catsuit that's a size too small.

But browsing over on Kabiri's sale today on a whim during an afternoon lull, I came across this fabulous Wendy Nichol bracelet:



Down from £210 to £105, it's beautiful enough to have me seriously considering parting with the pennies. And that's why online sale shopping can be just as dangerous as a wander down the high street these days, hopefully minus encounters with brightly coloured lycra...

Please feed the models

(via Jak&Jil)

Where to start?

I know that I've been away for a long time and a lot has happened in that time that I should blog about. And perhaps the biggest story of that time has been the passing of Michael Jackson. Tonight, as I got home I sat down to watch the huge memorial to a man who hasn't left the front pages of every magazine, newspaper and website in the last 12 days. I found myself becoming quite emotional at all of the tributes but it wasn't until the end, when his daughter took the microphone.

Bearing in mind that this is a child whose father took every pain to keep his kids out of the spotlight and away from the papparazzi at every opportunity, for her to suddenly speak in front of the hundreds of millions (possibly even billions) around the world who were watching was incredibly brave. As she voiced her love for the 'greatest daddy in the world', my heart broke.

For all of the dredging up of stories, dodgy jokes and endless speculation of debts and mysterious doctors that have been sensationally splashed in every form of media, it was easy to forget that in this chaos there lies a very real story of three children whose collective world has been turned upside down. Although no doubt, there are already many videos out there of the moment floating on youtube, I've chosen not to look for any or indeed include links to it. That poor little girl's devastation was heartbreaking enough the first time.

I don't really know where I'm going with this post and my boyfriend thinks I'm an emotional freak but I felt I had to write something. I guess something like this acts as a reality check on our own mortality.

I'll be back soon enough to fill in the blanks of stories from the last few weeks soon enough. Until then, tell someone you love them.