Your Beauty Is A Knife

Please note that due to a technical hitch this post is not, in fact, by Lola. It is by Molly. We're still figuring this joint posting thing out, alright?

Another list!

1. Lola and Freddie are hosting a sixties night on friday, and what to wear is becoming an issue. I have the choice of two outfits or a combination of both, and the weather forecast tells me it is going to be nineteen degrees, so bear that in mind!

First choice: a black boat necked shift with black leggings, pumps and a black cropped waistcoat over it.

Second choice: black straight leg jeans, navy and white breton striped top, and black waistcoat and pumps.

Third choice: breton top with shift layered over, leggings and pumps.

Any preferences?

2. I have a picture of a girl I cut out of a magazine months ago, and I have decided she is my fashion muse for the summer. She has a really blunt fringe, which I am going to get cut back in as soon as my bank account is is positive numbers again, and she has a pet mouse. I can't even explain how much I want a pet mouse.

3. I had an argument with one of my closest friends at university over whether some zara flip flops covered in huge gems a la burberry prorsum worked or not. The crunch came over the tacky level of said gems, and I have to say I was firmly in the love rather than the hate camp. She still put me off them, though.

I am afraid coursework is leading to minimal blogging from Molly, but I shall be back with a vengance shortly!

"I resent that being a jew is so hip now"

A list by molly.

1. The bigger your bag, the thinner you look. I swear this works. A word of warning on this one though - since a whole winter of lugging around a holdall on my arm my back has a permanent lean to the left. This also works for long necklaces, but don't ask me how (slimming, not back pain inducing).

2. Inspiration comes from odd places sometimes, but nu-ravers seem to have been looking at my twelve year old self. I wore cycling shorts. I think we both know that is all that needs to be said.

3. I think that I say "Oh, isn't that HORRIBLE? I LOVE it!" too much.

4. I really wish I could have been a beat poet, so I bought a breton striped t shirt.

5. Kingston's second h&m store is opening shortly, since the other one became too full of M by madonna and fucking ugly printed hoodies. Report coming soon.

6. Maxi dresses are unflattering unless you have completely evenly matched tits and hips. I don't.


"Don't call me whitney, bobby" by The Islands is all that is cheering me up right now. Oh, and talking to lola about our not-so-secret joy at patrick wolf quitting music. He was the worst culprit of leggings as trousers, and he had a penis, which we have all basically seen now. Wait a second while I just go and TEAR OUT MY RETINAS.