"i want to be.....a shiny pound coin"

Metallics in fashion were something I thought strictly stayed within the lines of jewelry but as we have experienced over the past few months and as seen on the catwalks, this is not the case.  I have nothing against a bit of high shine but metallic look leggings, vest tops, skirts, scarves and shoes - its just a bit much.  Where do you stop?!

Yes, it certainly is a show stopping statement & the faint hearted should steer clear.  This is fashion liberation at its best and I personally think is up there with tartan, midi skirts, crop tops and jelly shoes.

Fashion is a statement about who we are & if you want to fall into the trap of consumerism, not just for us but where we are within society and possibly where we want to be in the future......does this mean we all want to walk around looking like pound coins or huge ten pence pieces?!  Wow, maybe the credit crunch really has hit home, we now feel the need to dress like money.

The secret Diary of Damien Hirst.....

(Pic courtesy of toonpool.com)

6am: Aaaaahhhh, soft cuddly toys, fur throw and silk sheets; this is the way to wake up every morning.

6.10am: Well I gotta eat so I am feeling meat, yup meat.  Think I'll take a wonder out to the deer fridge and pick myself a beauty.  Should go down very well with an egg & some pepper.

8am: Time to get the brain going, not feeling the cows heads today so I'll give nana a call.  The cross stitch is going really well so maybe I could have a go at making that 'Cat in a vase' image we so loved.

12pm: My fingers are killing me, definitely take Nana's advise in the future and get myself a thimble.  

1.30pm: '.....come and enjoy tea & coffee surrounded by friends at the Church's annual Mothers Union meeting.'  Better grab my coat, oooo mustn't forget that Pirex dish for Maud. 

4pm: Time for a spot of hunting, where are those plus fours.  Arnold, grab me the bucket I have mushrooms and buttercups to find.

6pm: Exhausted, however dinner tonight is with David Bailey, Turner and good ole Viv Westwood.  Thinking we might crack open a bottle of red and play some drinking games.  Yes, we can have the new dare as eating some of that meat out of the deer fridge raw.  Viv got the eye last time, hilarious.

2am: Ah the smell of lavender and lots of warm bubbles, bath then bed for sure.

D x

Where have all the posts gone.....

  

(Ooooold skool pics!)

Well it has been a while...too long in fact.   There I was today raving on about how I loved to blog and thought that facebook, blogging and twitter was a really important part of my business and I am rejecting them!!  Boo hiss to me.  

Lots of little bits to catch up on I suppose.......First things first PR shoot went ok and even though it was food photography which tends to be a bit yawn friendly it was actually a good shoot and I was relatively pleased with the images.  Look out for the pics in magazines such as Sunday Telegraph supplement, Women's Own and some others I am not sure of the name of, but generally that kind of market and where recipe features may appear!  

On the more exciting or rather poop my pants front today a friend (fellow photographer as well) went into our old Uni and had a chat to some lively students about how we had found the transition from baked bean eating twenty something to a baked bean eating twenty something and a bit older also calling themselves a professional photographer.  It was really interesting actually to hear the types of questions being asked and questions I have myself all the time.  It also made me think about my student life and how I have started.  Not sure if you guys are aware of where I have come from (no not the bird and the bee's edition) but thinking a history lesson over the next couple of days may be in order.  I will post random facts about my student and 'becoming professional' life before I started this dear blog and it was all here for you to read at your own leisure.  Photography at Uni was my way of expressing a lot of emotion I was feeling then and things that have impacted heavily on my future and I still think about now so be interesting to see where that gets us.

Oh, noticed the sponsor bar at the top of the page?!  YES crazy me is doing a 120ft abseil down the side of an office block (in Reading - oh the views!) to raise money for charity.  All the cash goes to British Red Cross and will supply more ambulances for the South so get donating and allowing those lovely docs and nurses to treat us quicker.

More interesting pic, fashion and 'me me me updates to follow.... this weekend I am making an effort to blog every day/night!  (Not sure how the gentleman I am seeing at the weekend will feel about that but he has been pre-warned about my love affair with my laptop so time to test those waters.)

Night crazy kids x