Faded Spring

    Alexander McQueen A/W 16

    Returning back to her roots, Sarah Burton's Autumn/ Winter Alexander McQueen Collection has entered a new realm of imagination. Transported into a universe where mythical creatures are entwined with creatures of the night, you would be forgiven for thinking that you have entered another world and that is a clear-cut trademark of Alexander MQueen's signature collection. As the Frow take their seats and the catwalk commences magical sprites waft delicately down the runway subverting all pre-conceptions about womanwear that you may have. And that is the sheer beauty of an Alexander McQueen show, the effortless merger between androgynous tailored suits with heavy masculine lapels juxtaposed ... read more

    Free Kesha!

    An Ode To Kesha 'Why won't you believe me? Because I am a woman? Because my words count for nothing when a mans word is law? Can't you see my tears, dripping salt upon my coarse weathered cheeks? What do you want from me? Are you intent on making my life a living hell, watching me suffer because it pleases you to do so? Your fucked up, you know that don't you? I am not your first and I wont be your last but I will use every waking moment to make sure you pay for what you did to me. And pay you will, as long as I live and have an ounce of breath in my body I will fight to get the justice that I and millions of other women deserve'. And there is nothing you can do about it' As Kesha ... read more

    I Am A Blogger Because…

    When I first started blogging friends and family were in two minds; some loved the idea of me being a blogger and thought that it was an automatic gateway to success while others saw it as a hobby and did not take it and me seriously. Blogging is often given a negative representation in the media as an occupation that automatically gives you money, fame and freebies when the reality couldn't be any further from the truth. I clawed my way from the bottom and I am still nowhere near the top but nor do I intend to be. I am not fame hungry, am disinterested in putting other bloggers down to further my success and I will always have my friends backs and that is not going to change just because I ... read more

    Throwback Wednesday

    I know its not Throwback Thursday but for some reason this Wednesday has left me feeling nostalgic and got me thinking how much can change in a year. A year ago I was in my final year of university completing my degree in English with Education & Social Sciences, working a full time job as an elderly carer and hanging out with a completely different set of friends and now everything has changed. I flip through old photos of me with people who claimed to be my best friend but as soon as university ended didn't want to know or became aggressive towards me and I had to end our toxic relationship to keep myself sane and happy. Friends come and go and the pain of losing a friend can be ... read more

    The Representation Of Race And Gender In Yeezy Season Three

    Shrouded in fog and secrecy, on the 11th of February Kanye West took to the stage unveiling his Yeezy season three collection and Life of Pablo album to an 18,000 strong audience. Set in Madison Square Gardens Kanye's one hour and a half showcase was 'stilted', hyper-sexualized and 'problematic' leading critics to question 'Yeezy's' fashion credentials. But some lapped up what Kanye had to offer praising its rebellion against 'perfection' and effortless merger between 'normcore' and athleisure wear, a trend made popular by model of the moment Gigi Hadid who was also in attendance. Set in a post- apocolyptic wasteland Beecrofts presentation of a refugee village of models  was akin to the ... read more

    Valentines Day With Hazel & Kent

    'Moonstruck dancers suspended in flight, the soft lilting lullaby of a music box in the background, Liquid eyes melting in delight, dream hazed visions of a life beyond reality-LOVE, Rustling skirts caught in the footstep of romance, bumbling men and women bashful in emotion, As the clock strikes midnight the gold slipper is on the princesses foot,Cheers throughout the land as she takes her curtain call, True loves first kiss witnessed by the nation,Children follow next, a babe in the cradle, Three wise women watch on, As the spell is broke and the reality is here, The dancers stand still, frozen in time' The timeless elegance of Hazel and Kent is irrefutable and embodies the true ... read more

    Why I Am Staying Single This Valentines Day

    'Wounded hearts in mournful symphony, Soft spoken caresses like daggers to the heart,Hearts a-breaking in untimed unison, Fresh salted tears falls into grit and torture,Red puffy eyes no more, Smiles all round its a new year, Freshly picked optimism in a bed of blossoming roses, Friends a-laughing and chuckling with glee, For we may be single this year but who cares? For so many years I let myself be mistreated and abused simply because I thought I had done something wrong. I put up with name calling, physical abuse and bullying because I didn't know my own self worth. I despised who I was and being in a relationship or a friendship with an abuser/ bully felt like the norm to me ... read more

    The Commercialization Of Valentines Day

    ' Will you be my valentine, our entwined hearts beating in harmony, Will you pick me up when I fall and kiss all those demons away, Will you be faithful and promise to not love another woman when i'm gone, Because I am your valentine and you are mine, soft spoken words like a whisper of a feather, Will you be my valentine, holding me until the day I die, Will you think of me above all others, Will you think that I am the most beautiful woman in the world, Will you think that there is noone else but me, Will you be my valentine' There is no doubt that Valentines day- whose roots is in 3rd century Europe- has been commercialized to boost the economy. From cards to dinners out Valentines ... read more

    Who Am I?

    'Who am I? Am I the girl caught in between realities playing at being myself? Am I the girl who wades in vunerability, peeling back the layers of the real me? Or am I nothing but a dream trapped in a living hell? I am the girl who defied expectations to get where I am now, I am the woman who carries a mask because she is too scared of letting people in, I am the girl who is vunerable yet tough, a paradox of emotions, I am the girl laying awake at night, The salted tears of a young lost girl trickle like a waterfall, red wounded eyes like a mask of pain, Shuddering shoulders convulsing in agony, gaunt hollow cheeks a testament to her suffering, She is shapeless, she is ... read more