Sunday, 18 January 2009
The subject: angora blend fingerless gloves from H&M, acquired for £2.
The problem: the care label inside one of the gloves was too long. Left uncut, it was sure to impair comfort.
The worse problem: I was visiting my boyfriend at the time and he is left-handed. This isn't going to be some bigoted screed against left-handed people -- he only had left-handed scissors and I was finding them a bit tricky to manipulate, so I asked him to cut off the care label.
Result: GIANT HOLE in my new gloves.
So I crocheted a lopsided heart to cover it.
I am quite pleased with the result! It almost looks like it was done a-purpose. Just don't ask to look at the sewing. It wouldn't get past quality control even at Primark.
Walking this same glove-destroying boyfriend to Victoria Station, I dropped into a Topshop and tried on their sale gear just for the hell of it.
After following several fashion blogs featuring people wearing tight wet-look leggings and looking great in them, I thought I would see how this pair of shiny trousers looked on me.
Verdict: nnnnn. Some day I may conquer my prejudice against leggings and trousers so tight they look like leggings, but today is not that day. I think I'll stick to my non-shiny tights and derriere-covering dresses.
Wednesday, 14 January 2009
Tuesday, 13 January 2009
Acquisition: Jigsaw jacket, £8.
I wouldn't actually wear this ensemble in public. The dress is a deep blue lace mini from H&M, the most beautiful thing, but it is unfortunately an ex-dress, a dress pining for the fjords, as it were. A few heedless rounds in the washing machine (in this allegory, the washing machine stands in for the Wheel of Life) and lo and behold, we have reincarnation. I could still pretend it was a dress if I were the sort of person who approved of going around in public with my ass hanging out, or if I were the sort of person who approved of leggings, but since I am not either sort of person, I am going to have accept its new life as a top.
I suppose it will make a nice top. But it was such a nice dress. I am desolated.
What shall I wear the jacket with? I'm thinking interesting tights and a tiny dress. But perhaps something marginally less tiny than that H&M dress-turned-top. One must consider what one's mom would say ...
Well of course we weren’t thinking of singing, but we did want to recreate the looks we saw in the P5 music video.
Just to recap...last year we watched this on YouTube...
Sue said, “Look at the clothes...!” (Or something to that extent...because it was quite Sue-style no?)
While resisting the urge to stalk and buy more vintage stash, Zen had a brainwave - Create our versions of the outfits worn in the Pizzicato 5 music video “On the sunny side of the street” from what we can scavenge from our wardrobes.
Beg or borrow. No using this as an excuse to buy new clothes!
^_^ I love having an excuse to take photos...
Well we got a trench! Didn't get a beret although Zen was contemplating croqueting one. We managed to get hold of an eyepatch...but it's not in these shots unfortunately. And we have an umbrella, although not as colourful... but I think Sue looks super cute in this and since we got the trench right do we get a 10?....or a 9? haha...
Okay huge deviation now...white shirt, check. Black tights, check. No beret like before, but I threw on a slouchy caddy looking hat. Blazer and skirt have the rough idea i guess...and we have the umbrella!
Last look for the Lemms. Simple...yet with attitude! The bf's shirt and jeans combo never fails isn't it?
Under our umbrella, ella, ella eh eh!
Lemms signing off...^__^
Thursday, 8 January 2009
I feel that I’ve lost my frost-proof ability somewhat this year. I’ve started wearing scarves and now I have a hat (although I definitely did not buy it as a winter-warmer)! Or maybe the London temperatures have been ridiculously low (for London that is...)! Still don’t own gloves though>_<
Am I trying to be “poser”?....yea maybe...but hats are still awesome. I might have watched too many mafia movies as a child or I may secretly want to be a detective (Dick Tracy-style – I don’t actually remember much about Dick Tracy from my childhood, apart from a trench, a hat and lot’s of yellow. Pretty much the same description I would give Singing in the Rain).
2) Hats keep you warm
3) Hats hide your bad-hair day
4) Hats make you look taller (or so I comfort myself...)
5) The hat hunt is not over...
6) ...at the end of it the Lemms will be holding a tea party. Scones!
Can’t wait ^_^
Monday, 5 January 2009
For those who have not come to discover the mother of all sales, Boxing Day is the day when shops start to slash their prices from 50% and above to get rid of stock. Of course the sale usually lasts for a month but usually the good stuff will finish on the first day because people actually wake up early in the morning to queue outside the store before it opens. I am speaking the truth.
Did I make it?
'Yeahhh, I dunno what's in there.'
The doors opened.
And I was in for a huge shock. The ground floor of Selfridges is the posh home of all the bags in the world that can EACH feed a family of four for a lifetime in third world countries. It was amazing that the bags were strewn everywhere. Marc Jacobs, Balenciaga, Mulberry, Chloé, any fashion house that did not have an enclosed shop, had their bags mixed together, picked up, scrutinised and thrown back into a pile of, dare I say it, rejects. Seriously, it was like Primark on a weekend. (Primark sells cheap clothes and people go mad and pick everything they find in their size and it is messy in there, if you've not been to a war zone, Primark is the place to start.)
Did I mention that the atmosphere was euphoric? Don't blame me but it was the whole mood of it. I grabbed a Michael Kors bag, a Marc by Marc Jacobs wallet (because I was pick pocketed just recently) and stood in the queue into Louis Vuitton. Yes, seriously, the euphoria of luxury brands at 'affordable' prices got me insane in the membrane. It was only when they started playing 'The Final Countdown' that I realised my madness and the psychology Selfridges was using to hype up the sale that I put down the bag and also left Louis Vuitton (but only because there was no sale). In the end, the boy bought me the Marc by Marc Jacobs wallet which was I believe a very sensible buy. (:
p.p.s Some of the pictures I had to scour through 2007 archives so the goods may look very out of season. The goods were actually mostly spring 2008 I presume, from the bags I saw.
Saturday, 3 January 2009
Here it is...
Finally a pair of brogues!!! I’m sure all 3 Lemms have been eyeing brogues for ages...and I found this pair randomly while holidaying in Berlin, and for only €10 too, even after the drop in the £ it’s still a good buy no? Luckylucky^_^
I should find a better way to tie the laces so they don’t look like I'm walking around with 2 giant daddy long legs.