Stylised Monologue

Monday, 5 September 2011

THE LWUHD.

The Little Black Dress has had free reign in the fashion world since the day a lady named after chocolate beans deemed it the chicest, most elegant, most essential garment  in a woman's wardrobe. Yes, yes, it can be dressed down, it can be dressed up, it is the fashion staple equivalent of salt and pepper... that is all true. Now, I don't mean to doubt the legend that is Madame Coco, (my name, at the end of the day, means bay leaf, an admittedly far lesser spice.) but here's my argument... the LBD is boring. Unless you shot a man in Reno just to watch him die, try not to look like you're going to a funeral every single time a dress-up opportunity arises. (take notice... I didn't say never, I wouldn't dare challenge girlfriend's (coco) ghost in that way, I merely said not every single (insert word stating my exasperation, preferably starting with an F, although really it's up to whatever level of political correctness suits you) time!) What do I have to counter suggest? Well... as it happens, I was walking through a welsh forest in my ethereal LWUHD (as you do!) when someone (Anthony) snapped my picture by coincidence (completely planned in order to show and not just tell...screenwriting you will forever haunt my brain won't you?!!!!!! insert angry emoticon) Now, before I proceed to show you the pictures (no you can't just voluntarily scroll down/see the pictures anyway... play along damnit!) you have to guess what LWUHD stands for... guess! guess! guess! guess! Ok, fine I'll tell you... it's a Little White Uneven Hemline Dress. Ta-daaaaaaaa. Easy, peasy!


(just look at these pictures... This blog is mainly about realism!!) Now, the LWUHD is not only comfy, pretty and different it's also in it's way, rather multi talented. Case in point:
It looks great when you twirl in it...
it's fantastic for any last minute virgin Mary impersonations 


It can be worn either in it's original form, or Kim Kardashian-ed up! 
and of course, for the most important activity of the day,  when you jump, it'll make you look less like a bat/witch/flying olive[lack of imagination right there, happens to the best of us!] and more like a (deranged/mentally retarded) angel
(....ok, well, the compulsory tongue sticking out whilst jumping, cannot, unfortunately, be prevented by any garment no matter how many sartorial J.Lo style abbreviations you can come up with... )
So now you know, ladies and gents (what? I don't judge!) next time you're invited to a party/date/gig/dinner/christening/etc... ditch the LBD and take up the LWUHD... Bay Leaf Economou is writing fashion history right here, don't say I didn't tell you so!! 

LWUHD: cheap monday
Boots: asos
necklaces: vintage.

Friday, 2 September 2011

OH HIIII LIFE...

Oh hiiii life...
I had forgotten how to have you, it's been so long.
Brunch? What? You mean I can leave the house?


mmmmm.... wow... oh, no I've waisted too long eating I need to go back to work. oh wait, NO I DON'T! I can go pick some noses instead


(notice the statue... an avid Stylised Dialogue reader??? I think so! Has he or has he not taken cue from a certain Mick Jagger impersonation? What do you think? click click click on the bold bit)

I can also go see some amazing photography by Corinne Day (R.I.P) - so brilliant!! Fashion lover or not, if you're in London I would strongly advise you to make your way to the Gimple Fils gallery in Mayfair and appreciate some great art. Oh and it's free, so really you have no excuse to miss it! (yeah, throwing some culture in is necessary after the nose picking haha!)




I know, I know, Kate's got nothing on me poor thing!



and then, and theeeeennnnnn... I'm going to go home due to feeling like death. Turns out my first day of freedom is spent with soup, fluids, friends (not my actual friends, the ones with full stops between every letter. f.r.i.e.n.d.s, the tv show), nurse Anthony (yay!) and A HIGH FEVER.
Thanks life... this is how you welcome me back?? pshhh... 

Wednesday, 31 August 2011

WHEN I GROW UP I WANT TO BE AN EDWARD SHARPE AND A MAGNETIC ZERO.

Due to the aforementioned massively important deadline rapidly approaching, I don't have time to write much. So I thought I'd share a few Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros photos from last night.I LOVE THEM!!I have previously declared my love for them in my second ever post... Now if that doesn't shout 'crazed fan, stay away!' what does?!(CLICK HERE to see me as a new blogger hatching out of my egg. not literally!)It's the second time I've seen them live and they've been more than brilliant both times. They always seem like they're having so much fun! Plus, (I know I might be quite lonely on this one) I love their hippie style. 




At some point, Alexander got the entire audience to sit on the floor and sing with him. 
(sorry video is a bit crap... the sound is terrible and I was having too much fun to record for longer than 16seconds haha!) 
I should also tell you that (occasionally to my boyfriends disdain), I have a compulsion when it comes to bands I LOVE. I have to be as close as possible  at the barrier. 

I looked into his mouth. No cavities. Both talented and good dental hygiene. A winning combination!!!
On a more fashion related note, This is the only picture of myself from last night so you'll have to picture what I wore in your head. I wore my fan boy Edward Sharpe design t-shirt, black maxi skirt, layers of ethnic jewellery, leopard print coat and red leopard print scarf. (Claudette's not left yet!) 


Here are a few youtube links to some of my favourite songs:


SIMPLEST LOVE


AWAKE MY BODY


and this is their big song that originally made them famous: HOME


Anticlimax: When the gig was over I came back home and worked on my project. fun.... 
Anticlimax number two: I am now so tired, I accidentaly put the kettle in the fridge after I was done making tea. 
..... yeah.....

Monday, 29 August 2011

DRESS TO STRESS.

Let me apologise in advance for not being able to give this blog my 100% this week. I have a mui importante (how's my made up Spanish?) deadline coming up. The type of deadline you think you can only survive by suddenly acquiring super powers. Now, how am I going to do that? you wonder. I suppose I COULD get voluntarily bitten by spiders, hang out with bats or eat a shitload of peanuts (super goofy, hello?!)-(yes, clearly my super hero knowledge needs brushing up on). Well due to the fact that my relationship with spiders and bats is rather shaky and peanuts look like a tease snack to me (apart from raw almonds, I'd give my right arm for some raw almonds right now [plus, minus a right hand, I'd have a pretty good excuse to escape the deadline...]) In the case however that I'd rather escape the deadline with all limbs intact, all I would need is a red cape. But here's the catch, a red cape could easily confuse people as to who I am and trust me, Little Red Riding Hood is not who I need right now. I mean come on, lets put it out there... girlfriend is thick! How on earth do you confuse a wolf for your nan? was she on hallucinogenics?! So, lets summarize, 1 superhero + 1 deadline - 1 little red riding hood = RED LEOPARD PRINT SCARF. 




All black with touches of colour and leather is all I seem to want to wear recently. Maybe the very trendy, amongst the fashionistas of the world, answer to the popular question 'describe your style', 'I dress according to my mood', is not just a generic, faux modest reply. So, if my current outfit is, in fact, a reflection of my mood, I feel like a mourning dominatrix with an affinity towards bleeding wild life. Sounds pretty eccentric, I'll go with it, I'll call her Claudette. 




Hopefully, by the end of the week, Claudette will be leaving my life... 




...but leopard print superman is here to stay!




fingers crossed xxx


scarf/top/shoes: asos
shorts: river island.