moustache of the day. 3.

Thompson and Thomson from 

The Adventures of Tintin: The Secret of the Unicorn

This is purely because I went to see the film the other night and highly enjoyed it. Sumptuous animation, very funny with wonderful characters and highly adventurous! I'm not a childhood reader of Tintin so I judged the film with fresh eyes and mind. And it that scenario, I'd say it's well worth a cinema viewing.

 

moustache of the day. 2.

Andy Wainwright

j'ADR.

Anna Dello Russo is a marvel. Fact. 

We have our Lady Gagas, Rhiannas, and other "avant garde" dressing pop stars. But in all honesty, to me, something about them just doesn't quite sit right with me. They always look incredible, don't get me wrong, but no one expresses their love of fashion like Anna Dello Russo.

Her tweet this morning inspired me so much "Every morning I check the weather before to dress up"

It's not just getting dressed, it's dressing up. Every day you can be a different person. If you want to. So many people (not just women, but men as well) feel they have to dress safely, that they can't wear what they truly want to. What if you just want to wear a feathered helmet?! True, ADR has the money and resources to access any look she wants but her spirit should be embraced.

Fashion is cruel and puts unfair pressures on women. But it is also beautiful and creative and when used in the right way, can make people feel wonderful. It should be embraced in whichever way you wish to use it. Don't just get dressed, dress up!

All photos by Tommy Ton

leafy.

Today I celebrated the official end to British summer time at the weekend by dressing like a tree.

But far more important than the beautiful turning colours of the trees, is the promise of a month of moustachioed men. Oh yes. It's Movember. And I love me a man with a tash.

Lovely

disco disco disco disco.

I like my trousers high waisted and skinny. I love a tucked in shirt and I find your natural shape gets lost in hipsters. Plus your arse has a habit of playing peek-a-boo no matter how hard you try to keep it under wraps. It's taken me about 6 months to even try these on but I couldn't resist the super-stretch and shimmer any longer. And a 15% off voucher landing in my email this morning meant I could resist them no longer.
I am currently awaiting the arrival of
THE AA DISCO PANT

 DISCO

Pricey. Yes. Slightly absurd. Yes.

Rather than glaming them up, I think I'll be countrying them down. Aran knit cardigan and walking boots and tweed coat.

Or maybe I'll just bleach my hair and do as god intended.

gift.

Are there many things better than very late birthday presents? These are my late present from a gorgeous friend I certainly don't see enough.
I'm a fan of plastic flowers. You don't get that sadness of realising you're a bad flower-mother when you come home and the thing has withered and died. And orange is my ultimate happy colour.
Plus chocolate with in-jokes written on it? Genius.

it's darker in the mornings.

I wake up at 5:45 every (week)day for work. Despite the fact we didn't really have a summer in this country, it is lovely to wake up at that time and the sun be above the horizon. It's not any more. There's a steely blue glow but it's certainly not daylight.
I thoroughly enjoyed the sudden surprise heatwave last week. I spent it at home, away from London, in my parent's garden surrounded by grape vines and on the beach. It was sublime and it makes me wish I had had a summer at all.
But there was a slightly icy chill in the air this morning that triggered a little thrill in me. The romantic idea of winter. Of scarves and gloves and hats and sheepskin and walking through frosty grass and real fires and hot drinks and the smell of cinnamon and cloves and of Christmas.
And now I'm excited. And these photos have got me even more in the mood.

 Flickr

Flickr

 Flickr

Flickr

Flickr

In fact, e.kristina's whole Winter photostream on Flickr gives me that little shiver of excitement.

Time to get the knitwear out.