48 hours in to this thingamebug and… I’m out of *basic rations… Bored as hell. Sent my face off on a mini-break/e-commerce flu-bender. … please don’t tell 🙂 L x ….
A blush toned biker is, I figure a game changer. . Cos tempering those 50 shades is serious business. So primed by intelligence, craving a pastel pick-me-up, I plucked this three-season…
{Ph. bohotailor} Shooting in South Ken. Still super Cali-fragile jet lagged. But loving being back in London back in black. And the best bit, I get to spread festive shizzle in the…
SVP Jewellery the pop-up Think killer cocktails and epic bling. Invitation only. Shindigging. Eponymous private events team The Palumbo’s supplied the swigs whilst we sampled the hand-candy in SVP’s appropriately festive 14th century…
Black Friday. It’s a thing. A thing where strategically placed tent pitching outside pricey boutiques will see you celebrated not sectioned. Not happening. . Still, yesterday I took one for the team and went shopping…
Dear skin. I love you. Don’t have enough hours in the day? Good, me neither. And I’ve less than 200 hours s**t that’s 8 days to get my face British Fashion Awards ready….
My search for the perfect day-to-night, does-what-it-says-on-the-tin, cross-body bag swag is resolutely over… She’s small but perfectly formed, and I can fit my fancy umbrella inside. She had me at hello. …then…
