





If I may pause the LFW tape for a moment there… it’s time for super fun Uniqlooks! This month it’s crayon chopsticks for legs with UJ Colour Jeans. A little less marshmallow-y this time but only because now we have crayons and don’t we all know how good they taste. Surely I wasn’t the only one who licked markers and got high on Pritt sticks as a kid? WOW I think I just figured out the real reason why I went into art and not quantum physics. The trousers do come slightly long (especially for my Asian legs) (let’s just say they don’t put the stick in chopsticks) and I should’ve taken advantage of Uniqlo’s free tailoring service but what would that make of my DIYs… so once I have a free minute I plan to do some DIY leg-growing.
On a related note, if you’re in London this coming Saturday (25th of February) make sure to pop by the Regent Street Uniqlo store for a styling + shooting event, I’ll be there from 11am and someone will have to periodically shovel me out of the cashmere corner. I’ll bring the marshmallows, you bring the sticks, OK?
Thank you Jen for helping with the photos!






Never in the history of fashion (or mankind in fact, during PG hours at least) has ‘I’m so wet’ been used so loosely as today. You could hear It’s not London if there’s no rain being tossed around the courtyard matter-of-factly, but hi, I’ve been living in London for the past 5 years and I can tell you it rarely rains like this. It’s like all the bottled up pissin’ rainin finally blew up in the form of a bucket dump, subjecting us of all to a very bad case of sky PMS. So as streetstyle I logged a record-breaking number of photos of hunched miserable looking folk (I’m thinking of JAK & ILL) so we just ended up chain-lattéing under the Fernandez & Wells café parasol and debated on whether 6 inch heels and hobbling is truly a necessity to a LFW outfit.
On a separate note, Jen and I noticed the Union Jack at the top of Somerset House is black and white?!

















As acting president of the Meh! club I don’t even have to tell you what I feel about Valentine’s day, but if you’re really eager to find out dial 080C-YNI-CISM and my secretary will be happy to fill you in on that while chewing loudly on stale gum. At no stage during school was I ever Glen Coco of the class and when I was finally rid of my braces and the dandelion weed under my armpits I then promptly acquired a geek boyfriend who brought me flowers every single day and 6 years later I ended up marrying him. So this card design collaboration with Beyond Retro (along with Bip Ling, Mademoiselle Robot and Fashion Editor At Large) is really for some kitsch fun, and of course a little contribution to the British Heart Foundation (£1 of all sales will be donated). So next time you’re in don’t forget to pick one up – I sent one to my baby brother last week and he claims he’s still picking up glitter hearts from his keyboard, everytime loving me just a tiny bit less…
BTW, could anyone recommend a tailor in London? The Aquascutum coat I picked up is all great except the 80′s power shoulders. I got rid of the pads but it still makes me look like I attacked the wrong end my my mummy’s closet. Help!