Some days when I get to work, I open my inbox and am rewarded with something really, really cool. The day Harvey Nics sent through the above video, which just screams Iris Apfel (who I love, as does the rest of humanity/the media at the very least right now) was one of those days.
A piece created to celebrate 100 years of British Vogue, the video follows elderly style maven Bo Gilbert from her home to the studio, where she is photographed to become the first 100 year old model to appear in Vogue, where her picture is featured this month. Perks of the job meant I saw the video a few days before it went up on site, and I’m not at all surprised that it has since been picked up basically everywhere online – I personally think it’s brilliant.
Tinted in pink and guaranteed to bring smiles, the campaign is sweet, sentimental, boundary breaking and a powerful cry against claims that women become less beautiful as they age (desperately keen for this not to be true, so happy to support anything that disputes it.) Basically, Bo is an inspiration, and I recommend you give this video a watch. No time is better than now.
P.S. Anyone got a stylish Nana to shout about? Mine swims 50 lengths every other day at the local swimming pool to keep in shape, which is insane when I think I probably couldn’t even manage 10… My grandad thinks it’s hilarious. The woman puts me to shame.
Just a sweet little something to end this very long and tiring week on 🙂
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) ❤
(Poem by E.E.Cummings, photo via. Happy FriYAY guys, have a good long weekend filled with bottomless brunch and lie ins! (that’s how I’ll be spending mine, in-between hours of Game of Thrones – which I have been watching for only 2 weeks and have just reached the end of season three of. The Red Wedding was actually horrific. I can’t even.) xxx)
My favourite Paramore cover – You Ain’t Woman Enough. First tweet I ever sent was to Hayley Williams when the Farro’s left the band in 2010, and it was to ask if they’d carry on covering this song (can’t remember if she sang it when I saw them live, but I do remember she fell flat on her back on stage and still didn’t miss a beat) – she answered to say ‘Loretta Lynn is my jam!’ which at the time was VERY EXCITING. Aaaand that just turned into the story of why I love Twitter. Anyway, enjoy the song! (And keep your hands off my man 😉 ) xx
Continuing on with the wedding dress theme, can we please take a moment to appreciate how adorable Paramore front-woman Hayley Williams’ wedding was this Feb? Her dress was Vera Wang, her venue had personal meaning, and her dog was in her official photos. It doesn’t really get any sweeter than that. The girl can do no wrong.I love her.
Every little girl plans her wedding, apparently. While I preferred to spend my formative years making mud pies and reading everything I could get my hands on than on pre-emptively organising my big day, as I’ve gotten older I’ve definitely started paying more attention to bridal things. Outfits, diamonds, venues, first dance options… all of these details now hold my attention.
It was Bridal Fashion Week Spring 2017 recently, and though not all of the dresses on show were to my personal taste, these are a few that I found interesting. Vera Wang above, Marchesa and Carolina Herrera below.
On a less classy note, if you didn’t watch last year’s ‘Married At First Sight,’ please set aside some time to do so. It was fantastic.
It is impossible to go through life without a heartbreak, and while everyone you know will (metaphorically) pat you on the head (those that actually pat you on the head deserve to find your wine ‘accidentally’ spilled on their crotch, as do those that laugh and ‘aww you’ll be alright!’ at you) nothing anyone can do or say makes feeling like your heart has been pulled out through your nose with a pair of rusty tweezers any easier. However, as you sleep through the day and dance badly through the night, one thing you can be sure of – and a fact that might ease your torture if only very slightly – is you’re not the only person in the world dealing with this. You only have to listen to a country song to know this is the truth.
Every time I’m faced with this brand, I have an Andy Sachs moment. Every. Single. Time. And while the iconic line ‘Can you please spell Gabbana? … Guess not’ was designed to make this character look hapless and unfashionable when used in The Devil Wears Prada – because obviously everyone in the industry knows how to spell Dolce & Gabbana do they not? – to me it is a reality. Which makes writing anything that includes D&G a struggle, I’m telling you. It’s just a really hard word.
It is with this in mind that I’m sharing their latest line, which is so summery it hurts my heart to look at it (bring on a week in the sun – does anyone have any thoughts on Croatia? We’re thinking of visiting this June) but is also absolutely stunning in so many ways that I had to overcome my Gabana Gabbanna Gabanna Gabbana fear to post it.
Bravo Dolce & G, Italia really is love. You can view the rest of the line here.