I’m off work this week and wanted to get ahead on blogging, after a manic Spring/summer review season that left me unable to get more than a week ahead at a time in my scheduling. I wanted to do something fun and different with some of the blogs I’m writing, so I asked my followers over on Instagram and Facebook to ask me anything they wanted, whether it was about my style, the blog, or perhaps anything about my life they’re curious about. These are the questions I received.
What is your favourite dress?
The Apple Tart dress by Trashy Diva
How old are you?
Reluctantly 31 >_<
That’s like asking me to choose my favourite child (which I don’t have, but still.) Um…chips/fries?!! Also Lasagna. Continue reading →
The pinup style is a very effort intensive one. Whether you wetset, heat set or prefer an elaborate set of victory rolls, the hair takes time to craft each evening or morning. The liner flicks and sharp brows and perfect pout all require regular practise and daily precision. The stockings and garter belts and corsets can all take a while to cinch into and layer up under the petticoats and swing dress or the slips and tight wiggles. All of these things are something you get faster at over time, and get used to, becoming an automatic part of your routine that you’re used to allowing time for. And part of being a pinup is that you love doing all these things, it excites you to get your glam on; if we hated doing it, then we wouldn’t do it. We enjoy it.
That being said, we don’t always enjoy it. There’s not a pinup I know who doesn’t have mornings when she wishes her liner wouldn’t take a full 10 minutes when it’s misbehaving, or that she could just wash her hair without having to plan which day it most makes sense to do so to make the most socially out of her fresh set. Sometimes there are days, weeks or even months when despite your love for the style, some of the things we do, or even all of them, just seem like too much effort.
It’s that time of year again: I’m fresh back from my trip to London Edge and I’ve got all the previews you want ready in my handy-dandy round up.
London Edge outfit, Jade dress + Lucy cardigan C/O Collectif
For those of you that don’t know what London Edge is, it’s an alternative fashion trade show held twice a year to display the new season’s upcoming collections from the exhibiting vendors. Stockists of the brands attend to decide which items they want to order for their stores and websites, and bloggers are often invited to cover the releases for their readers. For vintage-style loving ladies, that means seeing the new lines of favourites such as Collectif, Hell Bunny, Voodoo Vixen, Banned/Dancing Days, Unique Vintage, Seamstress of Bloomsbury, and many more. Basically, there’s a lot of very pretty stuff all on display under one roof. Continue reading →
I make a point to head to London Edge every New Year now to see the SS ranges previewed, but until this year I hadn’t yet made it to the September show for the AW lines. Many of the brands had already previewed at least some of their collections online with their AW lookbooks, but there were many that still hadn’t about whom I was curious. I was also looking forward to seeing everything in person, whether I’d seen previews of the pieces yet or not, and to meeting some of the other familiar faces that would be there.
In the past I’ve gone along with one or more of my vintage style friends, but this time I decided to try to maximize my efficiency by going alone. I was a little bit nervous about being a billy-no-mates, but as it turned out I got to meet up with several of my friends there after all, Carly of Cici And Marie, pinup model Scarlett Luxe, and owner of Deadly is the Female, Claudia. I also bumped into Kerry, owner of Audrey Star’s Boutique, and lovely Claudia of Rockabillybelle.com who came over all the way from Belgium. And I had the pleasure to meet Jaimee, AKA blogger Soda Fontaine, who is just downright adorable, as well as a few readers who were all total sweethearts and I would have loved to have had more time to chat to.
L to R: Soda Fontaine/Jaimee, Claudia from Deadly is the Female, Pinup model Scarlett Luxe
Last year was my first year at London Edge, an alternative and vintage style clothing trade show in London held twice a year to preview upcoming Spring/Summer and Autumn/Winter lines from clothing brands. The show exists primarily for stockists to scout out the upcoming season’s offerings so they can choose what they want to stock in their in-store and online boutiques, but London Edge invites bloggers too so that they can bring the news of the show to their readers.
This year I was super excited to go to the SS16 February show, sure that some of my favourite brands would have some truly awesome stuff coming up soon. I was not wrong. Several brands, including Collectif and Voodoo Vixen, released their SS lookbooks online a few weeks before London Edge, so I had seen a lot of what they had to offer before I attended, but there were still tons of companies whose spring and summer offerings were still under-wrap beforehand. Plus, there’s something about getting to see items in person, even if you can’t try them on, which is so much better than trying to get a full sense of them online. Bearing all that in mind, I went up to London this past weekend armed with a feverish sense of clothing curiosity and my camera, with one of my pinup besties, Giselle, at my side to trade off comments, gasps and admiring groans with as we combed through the rails. Continue reading →
The start of 2016 meant it was time for our second annual #JennyJanuary, a style challenge event I began last year in which I asked my fellow Pinup Girl Clothing fans to wear any Jenny skirts or dresses they owned during the week of January 18th-24th and to share their outfits on social media using the hashtag #JennyJanuary. The aim is for lovers of these pieces to interact with each other online in order to share stories about their Jennies, the life events they have lived in them, and to provide each other with style inspiration for new ways to style and wear their Jennies.
Last year the event was a huge success, with other 300 entries and ladies all over the world taking part. (You can read up on it here.) This year, it was lovely to see women waiting excitedly for #JennyJanuary to start, sharing the preparations they were making in planning out their outfits for this year’s event. Continue reading →
I’ve been so busy since I got back from America that I still haven’t managed to compile a blog post about the trip as a whole, only managing so far a style diary post and a shopping haul post, if you’re interested in either of those. The full low down post is coming, on my to do list for this month, finally, but in the meantime I thought I’d do something different and write a list post of all the things, funny, interesting or surprising, that I learned about America while I was there. Many of them are very specific to the fact that I stayed in Dallas, Texas for a large portion of my trip, but overall I think they’re just silly little things that your average Brit with not much experience in America might notice about our stateside friends and their country. There’s some comedic swearing and a touch of hyperbole, so go forth in good spirits and maybe leave your cuss-averse mother behind for this one.
The typical packaged sliced bread you buy in the supermarket to make your sandwiches is slightly sweet in America. Because apparently America is a hell hole and thinks your tuna sandwich needs a slightly sugary kick. Mmm, sweet and fishy. My fave.
Wasps exist there that are red and they are huge. Like, over an inch long. Why!!
Even British cosmetics are cheaper in Walmart than in the UK.
The only things more expensive in America than in England are the food stuffs imported from England.
Don’t expect small portions anywhere ever, ever.
All roads are basically the size of a motorway.
And there are strip malls by practically every road.
And within those strip malls they advertise practices like dentists and lawyers with the same capitalised and/or lit-up signage as the nail salons and donut shops they sit beside. It definitely, definitely makes you take them seriously as professionals.
There’s so much space. Seriously, everything is so far apart. England is such a tiny speck in comparison.
They ‘ma’am’ the fuck out of you. #couldyounot #imveryyoungandcute
The houses all vary wildly in style and design, even right beside one another.
There are restaurants where the floors are littered with crushed peanut casings and that’s apparently not a health and safety or hygiene code violation?
Everything is fried or covered in butter, including any vegetables a restaurant might deign to serve.
Even every vegetable is fried or in a sauce, as far as I can tell.
The salad also comes drenched in dressing unless you ask otherwise, because MURIKA.
Biscuits are just fluffier, buttery plain scones.
If they can put syrup on it, they will.
And butter. In the south, they love butter almost more than they love guns.
In fact, they love it so much they have begun flavouring it and finding new ways to serve it.
Apple butter also exists, and isn’t actually butter. Which is probably why it’s good.
But admittedly the cinnamon butter is also pretty good on a biscuit, so 1 point to you about the butter thing, America.
Southern (white) gravy exists and is great. Especially on breakfast foods, which sounds weird, but just trust me on this. It’s a slightly peppery, white sauce kind of gravy, and I approve.
Their Poptarts and Oreo selections are great but their chocolate and candy are terrible. I mean TERRIBLE. Any sweets that are any good at all have already been imported into British stores (see: Skittles, Starbursts, etc) so you’re not missing out on anything.
They don’t really do duvets inside the duvet covers, they just have the duvets sandwiched between sheets and blankets. It’s a bit unnecessary and really faffy, making it super easy to lose half of your bedding to the floor during the night. Or possibly get entangled and begin dreaming the monster under your bed has finally got you and your life is over if you don’t win this one much-anticipated, terrifying struggle.
Not that that happened to me or anything.
Walmart is fucking massive.
Like seriously. I know I’m almost 30 but I could easily have got lost in there like a small child. If I were an American parent I would for sure leash my child.
They’re not as good at queueing at the British are. #reigningchampions
They really fucking love guns. They don’t understand how British police are unarmed.
They also don’t understand the correlation between their gun laws and their mass killings though. Shocker.
But the ones who aren’t gun-toting mass murders are very polite.
It’s acceptable for your waiter to say ‘God bless your food’ at IHOP after serving you. ?!?!?!
(Do you think they might have charged us extra for that unwanted serving of religion with my pancakes?)
I will never find it not weird that you drive on the other side of the road. It makes me uncomfortable even as a passenger.
Don’t walk on the grass in Texas barefoot ever, or at night. Just avoid nature. #allthekillerthings
They have really good cows though. I would have liked to take a longhorn or three home.
Okay, carrying on.
Many southern accents like to give words extra syllables by taking so long to pronounce them. You may thing ‘oil’ is a very short single syllable word, but apparently you are wrong. Oyyyyuuuul.
Bad fries are still good fries but bad corndogs are not worth it.
Their breakfast pancake stacks are deceptively filling and near impossible to finish.
Texans will claim it’s too cold for the nasty critters but they’ll warn you about them possibly getting you as soon as you get there so you shouldn’t believe them and practise CONSTANT VIGILANCE.
Everything native to Texas can kill you. #snakepit #whydoyouevenlivehereTexans
The zoos are cheaper than UK zoos. $12 for an adult entry?! EVERYONE WE’RE ALL GOING TO THE ZOO.
Nowhere is as cheap as Primark. Not even H&M and Forever 21.
No one seems to eat dessert because they just ate a huge hunk of grease-meat with a side of carbs.
Taco Bell is the food equivalent of the person you bootycall at 1am but refuse to bring home to your Mumma. It feels good at the time but you know it’s bad for you and you don’t want anyone to see you with it.
There’s 1-10 fast food restaurants every quarter mile along every single road.
They hate spelling things properly if it will take them an extra 2 seconds to include all the letters. Hey Donuts @ The Drive Thru!
They either get very excited about your Britishness or they don’t notice it at all.
You can order something in the mail that takes as long to arrive domestically as it does to arrive in England from America ordered from the same company.
Mosquitos are motherfuckers.
They really hate clear signage. They prefer you guess where things are. Doesn’t matter if we’re talking about an airport, a museum, shopping mall, or a freeway, if you look around reasonably expecting to find a sign to point you towards the toilets, exit, food court, etc, it will be much harder to find than you expect.
Hope you like Starbucks because they’re everywhere.
They’re really different from the Brits but also not really.
Except when it comes to the guns, religion and butter situation.
Otherwise it’s all just accents and weather differences.
It’s been a busy, inspiring, incredible year, full of people and events that have filled me with joy. Being part of this community enriches me every day, but this is the first year where I have seen that repeatedly and glaringly show itself to be true in loud, fun, brilliant ways that fail to allow me to forget that. A year like this deserves documentation, especially since lots of my favourite parts of it weren’t even covered here on the blog, so this, my dear readers, is my year in summary.
January 1st – I launched #LovingMeIn2015, a hashtag and self-love philosophy to make 2015 the year of self-love, body positivity, growth and self-acceptance for myself and others. I wanted people to be kinder to themselves this year, in ways big and small.
January 13th – Since I shy away from wearing wiggles out of self-consciousness of the weight I carry on my stomach, I set myself the #Wigglechallenge of wearing a wiggle dress twice a month as part of my own personal #LovingMeIn2015 journey to continue to love and accept my body no matter it’s weight or size.
#JennyJanuary was a roaring success!
January 12th- 18th – I began and hosted Jenny January, a week long social media event in which Pinup Girl Clothing Jenny skirt and dress owners wore as many of their Jenny pieces as they owned during that week and interacted with one another using the #JennyJanuary tag on Instagram. With features on the Pinup Girl Clothing Instagram account and over 300 entries, Insta-meeting dozens of fabulous new women and learning about some Jenny fun from old favourites, the event was a success. Continue reading →
I’ve been aware of The Pretty Dress Company for a while and you recently will have seen me review their gorgeous Femme Fatale Gingham prom dress, but that wasn’t actually my first TPDC piece. Back in August, they offered a Bank Holiday 20% off discount code that I could ill resist. It was a tough call what I wanted to get because there were just so many beautiful pieces, but I followed my heart to the Priscilla dress in lemon gingham.
A classic midi sundress with wide, flat pleats making up the full skirt and spaghetti straps, the shape of this dress is one of those classic, quintessential summer style sundresses that I love so much. It’s lined, closes with a back zipper, and has pockets, my forever favourite. Just as the weather was getting ready to welcome autumn I took this dress with me to my September modelling job for Deadly Is The Female, a long time stockist of The Pretty Dress Company. There, Deadly team members photographer Gayle/Porcelain Photography and hair stylist Lauren/Lolita Noir indulged me in shooting this beauty as we wandered around the gorgeous Somerset town of Frome, Deadly’s home. Continue reading →
Before I went to America I put myself on a big buying restriction. I’m infamous amongst my friends for buying new clothes, so for me that was a big thing to buy no new dresses for 3 months. I buy so much of my clothing from American repro companies, though, that it made sense to take advantage of being in-country for my shopping while i was there, so I saved and made multiple lists about what I wanted. Here, my little darlings, is my haul.