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A date with Ed Ruscha
As much as I always stop and drool whenever I pass a Smythson shop window, I’m kind of over shelling out silly money for address books, notepads and diaries. And yet the news of a collaboration between Smythson and Ed Ruscha fills me with intrigue and more than a little longing. What could be nicer than a notebook customised by the artist who created the above wordy works? The range of Art diaries (which also includes contributions from Rachel Whiteread, Gary Hume and John Baldessari) launches in October, comes in two sizes and all proceeds go to charities of the artists’ choice.
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Premio award
Lady Smaggle from Smaggle Style tagged me with a premio award, woo hoo! So I’ve got to pass it on to 7 bloggers. *Ponders*…
Laia from Geometric Sleep -Love the way she writes
July Stars– Love her taste
Sister Wolf from Godammit.com – Love her WTF opinions
Coco from Coco’s Tea Party -the only blog that can interest me in what celebs are wearing and one of the first ones I started reading
Sal from Already Pretty – funny and clever
Isabel from Hipster Musings? – Keeps me young and is neck-and-neck with another girl in a blogging competition and needs your votes. Go here… now!:
Jen from Mahalo Fashion – the longest posts ever, how does she find the time!
The rules for passing on the award:
1) When received, you may post the premio to your blog.
2) Link to the blogger you received it from.
3) Give it to 7 blogs
4)… link to those 7 blogs
5)…and leave those seven bloggers a comment about receiving the brilliant premio.
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Happy Friday
I’ve been feeling a bit under the weather recently so decided to give myself a day off last Friday and accompany D on a business trip (read record shopping) to Brighton. I thought a day out out of the rat race complete with some bracing sea air and a tasty fish-shaped lunch might cheer me up. And blow me, cheer me up it did! I didn’t really make much of a plan which I think was a good thing. I started off in Kensington Gardens where I went to the only shop I’d heard of, Snoopers Paradise, a kind of run-down vintage market that was actually mostly full of dusty tat with the odd gem – just how I like it! I found a wee cluster of geek badges, plenty of old telephones and typewriters, a caseful of crucifixes and a boxful of zips. Now if I were a Susie Bubble or a Kingdom of Style Michelle or Marie I would have snapped them up to fashion into some sort of choker/cuff/headpiece arrangement, but being lazy old me I just took a photo of them but bought the badges. I also spied some Margiela-tastic mens boots about 6 sizes too big for me. No matter, I still enjoyed the gentle pace of Brighton browsing with no pressure to buy. Following my market once-over I parked myself in a nearby caff for an hour to scarf a buttered teacake, catch up on some work and read Vogue. Bliss. After some light deckchair action on the seafront, I met up with D for a fab lunch of squid followed by lemon sole followed by a delicious oh- go-on-then posh rice pudding at Due South (‘the best seaside restaurant in Britain’ – Observer Food Monthly). To walk off the lunch the exploring/shopping/ambling continued and I came away with a Helmut Newton autobiography for £6 which I know is gonna be a top read, plus a 1920s mirrored tray that is going to go above the wash-basin in our bathroom. All in all, the perfect end to an imperfect week. 
