PUNK ain't dead!

  I confess, back in the day my Mum must have had a wardrobe Vivienne Westwood would be envious of. As a die-hard fan of the Bay City Rollers, her wardrobe contained more tartan than a Scotts-man on St Andrew's day. And boy do I wish she'd kept it all now! I must have been a punk in my former life because I LOVE everything that a bit of leather, a few studs and a LOT of tartan stand for. Rebellion, freedom, Rock n' Roll. So imagine my joy when I discovered Punk-revival is tipped to be a key trend this coming Autumn/Winter. Think 1970's rebels, The Sex Pistols, smoking, drinking, swearing, with a hint of Lady Gaga and you've got yourself a bang-on-trend look. Now I'm not trying to start a full-blown revolution, but adding a hint of tartan to an outfit or throwing on a leather jacket on the odd occasion wouldn't go a-miss. For inspiration, look towards Viv, Doc Martins, 70's Rock bands. But maybe steer clear of the Bay City Rollers on iTunes... 

Fashion's Night Out.

 As Fashionistas, Designers and Celebrities alike throw on their highest Louboutins, most elaborate outfits and most outrageous accessories, it can only mean one thing...Fashion's Night Out! To kick off Fashion Week, the uber-cool take to the chicest of bars and clubs in New York for a party like no other. New York is flooded with fashion's elite, A-list celebrities and 'hot, young things'. And as pictures emerge of one of the biggest events in the fashion calendar, I'm more than jealous! Everyone from Anna Wintour, DVF and Giuseppe Zanotti to the Olsen Twins and Usher attended, making it a night for everyone who's anyone to attend. If only I was in the Big Apple...

Dreaming of FROW

 As Fashion Week commences, myself and Kate (allornothing89.blogspot.com) go into a severe state of depression. It's not only the fact that we're NOT there, it's also the fact that we've returned to work after our 5 month travelling stint. Less 'front row' and more 'front of house'. Thank God that Fashion Week is live-streaming on Youtube! Just watched the Diane von Furstenberg vid and nearly cried. Mostly at how beautiful the blue evening dress with gold detailing is. But also because WE'RE NOT THERE. Hey-ho! The best we can do is blog about it...

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And speaking of Karma...

 After an extremely heavy night out poisoning my body and spending money I don't have, it was only right that something suitably shit happen to me today. And true to its promise, Karma came round to bite me on the bum. As if waking up with a shocker of a hang-over wasn't enough, the low blow came whilst on my way to the brilliant Wendy O'Hare's salon for a facial. Running out the door (naturally I was late) with phone to ear, reminiscing about how I was 'soooooooooooooo drunk last night', I bunged some £10 notes in the top of my handbag and flung it on the front seat of my car. It was only when I went to pay for the facial that I realised only one, lonesome note was left in my bag. It's pretty windy today so I'm guessing the notes fell out my bag & blew away. I retraced my steps, cleaned out my handbag (three times) and turned my car upside-down, but there was no sign. I can't complain though. You can't expect to be that mean to your body, all in the name of fun, without something rubbish happening whilst you're stone cold sober so you can really feel the pinch.
 I was going to try and turn it around. Somebody will find my £20 today and be a very happy person. So in a backwards way, I've done a good deed for someone who most probably deserves it. After-all, to get such good Karma of finding £20, you've gotta be a pretty great person. I've kind of done a good thing for someone, so maybe something good will happen to me now. Maybe I'll find the £20. Highly unlikely. And after just eating, in true hang-over style, a microwaved, pre-cooked chicken meal that was a day out of date for breakfast, I'm guessing my day's only going to get worse...

Barry M's 'Blue Moon' is the nail colour for tonight! Had to try it out after seeing it advertised in Elle magazine's September issue. LOVE IT!

Jog, Cycle, Yoga, SCONE?

 As we all know, there is a very delicate balance that has to be kept in order for the world to maintain its equilibrium. Ying and Yang, for example. Or Karma. You do something good for someone and, in return, something good happens to you. Take Yoga; this practice focuses on balancing, not just in awkward poses, but balancing your mind in order to achieve a state of well-being. It's a given; balance makes things work. And taking all this into consideration has brought me to the conclusion that today I will eat both a scone & some cake. After a morning jog (which I've decided was in fact twice as long as I actually did because it's gale force winds therefore you have to consider wind-resistance), followed by a cycle to town & then a yoga class, I feel I owe it not only to myself, but to the world, to keep the balance. After-all, I'd hate to disrupt the equipoise. Although I should probably keep in mind that the dictionary definition of balance is also: 'an instrument to determine weight'...

Middle-Earth

 Being from a small town in the countryside, there's little diversity when it comes to fashion. Any variation of Wellington boots & Barbour jackets seems to be the done thing. Go back a few years, then a few years before that; I'm pretty sure that my parents' parents, and then their parents before, would be able to slip on an outfit from one of the few shops in town & comfortably fit into any decade without anyone batting an eyelid. Is this middle-earth? No. It's just the way it is. And, I'm pretty certain, how things will always be. The Cotswolds is a time-warp.
 Imagine the excitement when a Jack Wills recently came to town? The only problem is that now you can't walk down high-street without seeing every other tween in a 'WILLS hoodie', accompanied by the standard Gillette & underwear protruding from the top of their jeans. Not that I'm complaining. Don't get me wrong, we could do a lot worse than the classic, colourful garments Jack Wills has brought to town. It's just that now everyone is wearing it, it's a little bit mundane...  
 Hoping to keep things a little different, we want to share our finds from eclectic vintage pieces to bits & bobs picked up on our travels. Spoilt by stumbling upon a 5-story shopping paradise in Hong Kong, little vintage boutiques that seemed so out-of-place in Thailand & bohemian heavens in Australian (amongst many more), we've been inspired to inspire. The Pig & Pony Club is somewhere to post fashion ideas, styling tips & encourage people to be different. After all, no one wants to be a clone. So share the knowledge... Share the love...