My Taste Is Better Than Yours

All hail baby … squid Jesus?

gremlin — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 10:38:05 +0000

More nativity scenes to make Baby Jesus cry.

‘Tis the season to be merry. Very merry

gremlin — Tue, 22 Dec 2009 23:52:12 +0000

Sjalalalalala gefðu í

gremlin — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 13:55:09 +0000

In our kitchen we have a tape player. In our house we only have one tape – the soundtrack to The Little Mermaid. On a not entirely unrelated note, fandubs of Disney songs are a resource of amazingness I wasn’t previously aware of. That’s all changed now, though, and I have spent the past while enjoying various translations of ‘Kiss the Girl’ in one browser window, while doing some research on the Austrian hotness that is Christoph Waltz in the other. Disney and Nazis. Nice.

It’s hard to pick a favourite but how can you fail to be charmed by a Icelandic man singing as a crab singing in a reggae style?

I thought I would never watch Inglourious Basterds because of the extra ‘u’ and Brad Pitt’s bizarre overacting in the trailer (like I am determined never to watch Sweeney Todd. Sometimes I feel like the only girl in the world who neither finds Johnny Depp attractive nor a particularly amazing actor), but then I realised that he’s not in it much and instead there are lots of attractive German men in it (Michael Fassbender is half German, also counts). So now I’m watching it with a hangover and will rate it solely on the mens. Currently considering watching it on mute.

Want Lego Tom Riddle please

gremlin — Thu, 10 Dec 2009 07:52:20 +0000

Vintage unf

gremlin — Tue, 08 Dec 2009 22:53:46 +0000

Courtesy of Jean-Pierre Leaud, his cigarettes and his shifty-eyed beaky-nosed visage.

Never indulge any curiosity you might have about what he looks like now. Believe me, it’s better this way. Much, much better.

Kurt, the exception to the rule

Silver — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 13:21:04 +0000

I finally washed my Luella Kurt cardigan for the first time since I bought it, which has to be over a year ago. I know, I know, I am disgusting. And I know this because it took three (hand) washes to get clean. It also took three (hand) washes for me to realise why it says ‘dry clean only’ on the tag. BECAUSE IT WAS FADING FROM BLACK TO GREY. Now I don’t even know if it was dirty or if the greyish water seeping from Kurt the first, second and third time I soaked and rinsed it was actually its colour abandoning me.

So yes. Luella cardigans are the exception to the rule. Normally most overpriced knitwear can be handwashed even though it says ‘dry clean only’. Kurt, I wish I’d listened. I’m sorry.

I also managed to burn off half my face with an old facepack which I realise now, in retrospect, was 99% acid. I’ve got a red ring around my face, like someone placed a huge mug full of steaming hot coffee on it. For some reason my inner face survived the acid attack. Huh.

EPIC FAIL.

Although there is a lesson to be learnt here: do not clean or clear (which is how I found that stupid sulphuric facepack in the first place). EVER.

Once upon a time there was Kenzo, a lovely schnoz and a winter palette

gremlin — Wed, 25 Nov 2009 21:34:27 +0000

Love

this

editorial.

Perfect

autumn/winter

transition/feeling.

do shoot.

Silver — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 19:54:14 +0000

Ages ago when I was young and hopeful, I worked in music event organising and journalism – interviewing bands on and off camera (mostly for the free drinks and boys). During which, through my sort-of-boss/drinking partner, I met Brett Jefferson Scott who organised interactive photo treasure hunts through the streets of London. (I met him when I helped organise a club night at Cargo to celebrate the end of one of his treasure hunt events – just for clarity of understanding). I haven’t seem or heard of him in years but I’ve recently learnt that he’s still doing his thing!

His brainchild had grown from ‘Shoot Shoreditch’ (obviously this is where something like this would be born) to ‘Shoot London’ (natural progression) and is now ‘Shoot experience‘ (I do like the new double meaning).

The event basically encourages people to run around a certain area (or city) finding objects, getting drunk, having fun and unleashing their inner Mario Testino to create beautiful and interesting photographs with the stuff they find. Also, if your photos are really good or something you can win stuff! SPRING BREAK!!!

Jessica Fletcher, style icon

Silver — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 16:46:13 +0000

Well hello there

gremlin — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 03:35:29 +0000

I see your cheeky bow tie, Paul.